If you recall, I previously posted the recipe for Gingerbread Bayou People! This year, I only baked Bayou Boys! My 21-year-old son asked for a tin of these as a gift. That’s easy enough! And please don’t be offended that they are all naked this year. I forgot to buy their clothing! These are the…
Okay, we can’t go by “days” any more because I have lost track and they are not working on the house day by day. Step 3 included pouring cement into the holes to set the pilings . . . like this. This is how the pilings on the back patio look now. And now I…
As long as my children can remember, we have gone Caroling every Christmas. It was begun back in 1982 by a young and not-so-traditional pastor, wielding a guitar and cowboy boots. And off we went from place to place singing to his guitar accompaniment. After his departure, The Captain led on his guitar, while I…
I wasn’t there to welcome and supervise the crew for the first half of the day, because I had an important job to do! On the way in from that important job, I got a call from Bayou Fabio asking a question I did not want to hear, “Hey, why’s the cypress house leaning? It…
You might recall that last Friday, with ice on the boat seats and temps in the high 30’s, five diehard trout fishermen hit Lake Decade in search of the illusive yellow mouths with apparent lockjaw–a very, very difficult species to catch with hook and plastic! The main purpose of that trip was to film a…
Inquiring minds, including mine, would really like to know just how they get these old houses and camps off the ground. Today, Barry’s House Leveling took me to school. Here’s what the day entailed. ‘Twas the morning of elevation, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring–not even a mouse. The gas meter…