PG&EEEK!

'Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the street, PG&E guys were jackhammering holes in the concrete. (Well, technically it's the asphalt, but "concrete" was such a convenient rhyme...)

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from loading the dishwasher to see what was the matter. The PG&E guys were standing around, while the dump truck dumped piles of dirt on the ground. *Dirt and guys not pictured*P.S. There's even a port-o-potty parked under the plum trees in our side yard. So friends, please drop by anytime! We're a three-bathroom household at the moment.