I live to Tarpe another Diem

Thanks to my crack team: Mom, Marilyn Frazier, and Barb Bowling, I now have four of my seven tarps taped and ready to be “detailed.”

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In fact I believe all of us could easily win in an alligator wrestling contest after wrangling with these monsters. You haven’t lived until you’ve blown out your quads, strained your back, torn your fingernail, gummed up your best scissors and ground Fusion plastic spray paint into the knees of your jeans.
A little alligator spit sounds delightful after that.

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Once we’ve taped all the fronts to all the backs with the oh so easy to peel double-sticky carpet tape (ha!) my next hurdle is to “detail” the tarps and seal each cut so when they’re out in the elements the wind doesn’t catch them and tear them, and the rain doesn’t drip inside and fill them up like giant water balloons.

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I still have three to tape today and my “crack” team will consist of Me, Myself, and I (who will undoubtedly fill you in on the joys of solo tarp wrangling in a later post). Wish me luck.

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I do have great news — shall we call it the giant carrot keeping me motivated right now? One of these tarps will be the cover art of the March 19th edition of the Weekly — the week of Treefort Music Fest! The tarp itself will be auctioned at their annual charity art auction in November. How cool is that!

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Alright!! I’m stoked! Tarps — I’m comin’ for you…get ready to wrastle!