The roof. The roof. The roof is on...

...my lawn.

Just so we're completely clear: This is an actual unretouched photo of my backyard. With a roof sitting on it.
To further clarify: Until this afternoon, said roof was sitting on top of our "garage," AKA "barn." Which my dad was kind enough to come over and help me destroy.

I'll leave it to the wife to share all the gory details - I'm sure she had a much more interesting perspective on the whole operation than I did - but suffice to say, that garage now knows who's its daddy.

Here's a more artistic pic from after the demolition: