My whole life, my Dad has made me things with wood. When I was a little girl, he made me my first tiny hopechest, and a beautiful cradle for my baby dolls. When I turned 16 he made me a big beautiful Hopechest, fully lined with Cedar. When I moved away to college, I was so blessed to have my Dad make me my bedside table, and a gorgeous jam cupboard. I still have every single one of these things Daddy has made me! I couldn't bear to part with any of them. I cherish each and every one.
Enter the rainbarrel flood.
This spring we had a flood in our basement due to a rainbarrel overflowing...our basement has been torn to shreds. What we found in the shreds was that there was NO insulation down there AT ALL. Not really surprising to me, since it's freakin' cold ALL THE TIME...you don't need a fridge for your drinks in winter down there! lol What did surprise me is that there was also no framing. The basement was strapped, and drywalled. In order to insulate we had to frame it. Sigh.
Enter my hero...my Dad!
Dad comes to my rescue more often than anyone else I've ever known. lol And he didn't fail me this time either. He came up with all his tools, and started framing...but first, he taught me how to use the miter saw. Can I just tell you that a miter saw is a beautiful thing? It is.