Thursdays are flexible, and it’s a good thing because it was freezing this morning (yeah, Connecticut folks, they don’t know from freezing here). Had to bring out the salamanders to heat up the job site. The good news was that we didn’t plan to work a full day.

All the baseboard and door molding has been installed, sanded and is ready for painting tomorrow. Tara and Kristen tiled the half bath downstairs,   and Chris and Hannah tackled the laundry room.

Whoever hung the drywall before we arrived here left a mess: big globs of petrified mud on the concrete floors, which have to be scraped up before tile can be laid. It’s an odious job requiring face masks, safety glasses and lots of elbow grease.

After lunch at Slap Ya Mamma’s BBQ, the party crowd decamped for New Orleans, while Steve, Karen and Diana took in a little culture at the Ohr-O’Keefe Museum of Art, housed in a cluster of structures designed by the architect Frank Gehry.  This is a real Biloxi treasure.

Back at the mission house, Hal connected with his inner Cajun and made jambalaya for those staying in, while another bunch went off to the Half Shell Oyster House for dinner.

One more day to paint, tile, and whatever else Jim has us do….