Wood Hunting

5 Jan

What could that title possibly mean? Exactly what it says. Maid of Honor Oatmeal and I spent the better part of a Sunday afternoon driving around in a seriously sweet ride scavenging for wood. You see, her family owns a ranch. A very large ranch. And on this ranch there was a pile of wood that was about to be burned. So guess who got to benefit from that, in the hopes of making signs such as these:

{Brent Van Auken Photography via: Ruffled}

{Amanda Perkins Photography via: Style Me Pretty}

After visiting with a couple horses, we headed out to the infamous pile, got a little dirty, and found some prospects.

That’s Boo. He was hungry for some fence.

Some more horses whose names I can’t remember.

Miss Oatmeal, left. MOH Oatmeal, right.

Wood!

After collecting our super cool (read: free) finds, we headed back to the shop to do a little damage. So it turns out, using a saw is real hard. But we are troopers and made it work, seeing as MOH Oatmeal’s Facebook status update in the middle of our activity was as follows: “Wedding projects for Miss Oatmeal sometimes include power tools. We should probably have some sort of supervision.” Indeed.

That’s muscles up there with the hammer in her hand.

I was literally putting my entire body into this effort, and still had to take periodic breaks.

And by breaks, I mean hand the saw over to someone else.

And that, my friends, was our adventure. So I bet you thought you were going to see the finished product. Nope. I haven’t even gotten that far yet. I still need to buy sandpaper, paint, and paint brushes to get to that point. Until then, I’ll just leave you with this:

This was actually a lot funnier in person because Bubba* was going crazy.

*Bubba = dog*

*dog = female

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