Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
The winner of Chafing Dish Price Challenge 2008 is MrsMama!! Go check out this woman's photos, they are amazing!!!
So, MrsMama, I'll email you to see what your hearts desire is in pottery these days and hopefully your answer will be, "Oh, I've always wanted a spittoon!"
I'd like to blame that mess on my kids, but it's the dog. Preacher drags all kinds of stuff out of the barn and from Ramone's house and deposits it on the porch. He's a bit like having a toddler.
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Saturday, January 26, 2008
Okay, there still isn't a correct guess on the price of the old chaffing dish. I'm not P-Dub, so you all can guess until I get a winner....or not, it's up to you, whatever you want, I'm perfectly happy not having to go to the post office to mail a package, or post pictures of my spittoon like pottery. It's totally up to you all. The ball is in your court. Do as you wish.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Basket full of other baskets... $2.50 I'm going to line the basket with linen and use it as a laundry hamper.
Sled....$12.50 All farm houses need an old red sled on the porch, don't they? Yes.
Rug......$30.00 This is the item I went to auction in hopes of bringing home. I was not going to lose the bid, and I didn't. Did I pay too much? Maybe, but it has all the right colors and I really liked it, so there.
Chaffing dish......$ ?????
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Sigh....you wanna hear some stuff?
Monday, January 21, 2008
Looky what I found. Pictures of my dining room before we moved in. These are some of the pictures I took the first time we saw the house.....so that is not my furniture or snazzy lace tablecloth.
All this paper went bye-bye. The room is so much lighter now. Lighter and uh, not painted. Can you see that outlet on the wall, how high it is? Why did they put that there? I'm thinking about taking it out, because I can't think of any reason to keep it there.
Here's the scratch-n-sniff paper. Mmmm cherries, peaches, apples. This is the best photo I could find, it's also from our first visit to the house. We want to take down the wallpaper and get rid of that strange diamond pattered tile. This project won't happen for quite a while....or ever.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
My answer is;
Well, it's kind of a pain. Especially when you are a project starter and not a project finisher. I am a project starter. I would do well on a demolition crew because I like to tear things down and then leave. Thank you for having me, it was fun to make a huge mess, see ya.
Then the trouble begins. I get tired of the project, very tired and bored and isn't there something better I should be doing like eating? I start to whine and cry and get mopey and pretend like I don't know what I'm doing and complain and sigh a whole bunch until Clay asks, "Is there something I can do to help?" That's when I point to the project that I started and say, "Look what you made me do!" Then he looks at me and decides which approach will cause him the least amount of grief.
1. Hire someone to finish it. But, then he will have to shell out money and that would cause his wife to feel guilty and he would make her feel guilty and so that's no good.
2. Offer to finish the project. This is ultimately the best decision and most of the time reinvigorates his wife to participate in helping him, but also causes his wife to critique his every move, therefore; beginning the battle of Who's Technique Is Correct. Which means words like; doofus, idiot, dork wad, beef brain, nimrod, moron, butt, pain, git and retard will be used in describing the other person, quite possibly for the next several days. So this is not the best choice if we want to remain good examples of decent human beings in front of our children.
3. Ignore the whole thing. This is the approach we have taken with many of our home improvement projects. We pretend that the project never happened, never started, we can't see it and we don't talk about it. La la la la. Happy happy joy joy. Then someone, like my sister or mother or even better, one of my kids' friends, will walk in our home and say, "Oh! Are you refinishing the walls?" Then the veil is torn and we can't breath, we feel exposed, dirty and ashamed. Oh dear, oh dear what have we done? So, we quickly gather up the tools that have been heaped in the corner for the last four months and miraculously finish the project in twenty minutes. Then we look around and say stupid things like, "Wow! That wasn't so bad, maybe we should renovate the kitchen? It shouldn't take us more than a weekend."
Friday, January 18, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
A couple conversations my husband was involved with yesterday, are blog worthy.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Earlier today as I was reaching down to pick up Levi's shoes in the mudroom he, unbeknown to me, wedge himself between my leg and the wall. When I straightened back up I squeezed his head between me and the wall like it was a in a vice.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Hey Crate and Barrel,
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Last night Clay and I went out to eat and then decided to go to a movie, but we had an hour to waste, so I said, "Hey, drive through campus."
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Who's ready for spring? Who's tired of being cold?
Monday, January 07, 2008
I have answered the following question for my 6yo at least 37 times in the past 24 hours.
Friday, January 04, 2008
Levi likes to work his way onto my chair and stand behind me while I "work" at the computer. If I don't move for him he'll push at my butt and say, "Mom, scuse me, Mom, scuse me, MOM move you bottum, pweeeese, scuse me!" Of course I move just to get him to shut up and then he stands behind me and jabbers only pausing to swallow.