my dad goes through points in his life where he becomes and expert on something crafty (i don't know ANYONE like that, how is he even my father). first he decided that he needed to use chalk pastels to draw ridiculously amazing things. those are hanging on most of our walls. then he became master plasterer and re-plastered all the walls in our house (dry-wall be damned). next he decided to learn how to do stained glass. aside from my lead poisoning worries for him, he did fantastic at that as well. the latest is baking bread without a bread maker, that's cheating. lucky US!
so far his need to craft has really worked out for me.
what's next for pop? raising chickens. for real... they come april 19th. baby chicks peep! i can't wait.