Power Dog

No, this isn't me. Though I feel like a Power Dog with all the pantry progress!

We found this guy at the Inner Harbor in Baltimore. What we were doing in Baltimore will be the subject of tomorrow's post! How's that for a tease?

Meanwhile, with another day off from work, we got the 2nd round of joint compound on the drywall seams, and fixed all the holes.

I think tomorrow will be a day of rest.....

Today we also spent a nice chunk of the morning at the Motor Vehicle Administration. This time, to get both the cars registered and titled. Waiting at the MVA reminds me of Bingo. You get a number assigned at the information desk (ours today was E39!), and wait. Wait wait wait for your number! B15! A8! D24. D25. D26. What the hell is with all the D's?? Call an E!!

When we got there, they were on E25. That's not a good thing. E26 took forever. In the end, it took about an hour and a half to get to E-39. When I retire, I am going to go to the MVA a few days a week, get numbers, come back an hour or 2 later, and scalp them.