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Showing posts with label home. Show all posts

9/22/2010

re

I'm nearly to the point in rennovating where I don't care what else happens in this house as long as I don't have to lift a finger for it.  I'm pretty sure that's how some of the folks on "Hoarders" began.  I'm two steps away.

So today I hung some art and started to finish (oxymoron), my sewing projects in an attempt to get re-motivated (another oxymoron).

This evening my husband found me lying on the girls' bed (in one of the 2 rooms in our house that is painted), musing over the newly hung art and carefully placed accessories (which have been re-placed 13 times since this morning, and I'm sure not carefully), and I asked him his thoughts about our family photos, which I was hoping to take exactly right here, at our new home. 

 He broke it to me that he doesn't appreciate my "hobo" style as he swept his arm around the room.  Apparently I'm turning our new home into just what the last one was (yay!).  He wants something that "looks like money".  We clarified that even though buying from Anthropologie means a lot of money, it's still "hobo".  He doesn't want to send our photo out thus. 

In the end we have no location, and he chose a suit and I've got the go ahead to wear something shabby so that we can both represent our own personal styles. Photos to follow, I guess. 

Anywho, while I scanned the room I decided it needs a fabulous and bold rug.  Unfortunately I know this will cost some serious dinero, no matter what you call my style. 

These are what I'm dreaming of...










 *sigh*

9/12/2010

The Good, The Bad, & The Ugly

My kids this morning instead of attending Church.

Grab a snack.  This is going to be a long post.  In reading in the Book of Mormon I've been trying to impart the importance of journaling to my offspring, so I decided to "journal" in an attempt to make some good of the day.  And, my Aunt Louise cussed me out for not posting enough pictures of said offspring.  I'm also feeling guilty about sluffing Stake Conference.  


The Good: The girls are back in their room with new texture on the walls and ceiling, and new paint.

The Bad: Sans moulding.

The Ugly: Mae fell between the bed and the wall and shimmied under the bed as she wailed at 3:54 this morning.  She came to sleep with me which means that one or more body parts fall asleep, but not my entire being.



The Good: Sunroc had a $5 rebate on their awesome paint.

The Bad: It ended yesterday and I forgot to get the rest of it to finish the rest of the house after it's textured.

The Ugly: It's called "Solitaire"...as in solitary confinement?  Is it grey, is it purple, ugh?  It better look awesome when it's all done. 


The Good: I have a new pantry!   I knocked out a wall, framed the pantry and around the fridge. 

 I even moved an outlet, a light switch and a light fixture.



The door you see used to belong to a broom closet around the corner. 

The Bad: Don't tell a code inspector how low that outlet is now. 

We missed the era when that paint (yes it's paint, not paper) was awesome.


The Ugly: That big new fridge has been broken for 2 weeks.  The compressor that usually lasts longer than the hinges on the doors.  Gone. 

Sunroc and Home Depot have gotten 1/2 of our money this week.  McDonalds and local gas stations, the other.

And my kids look like hooligans.


*Refer back up to the last photo

The Good: She knows the meaning of  "potty", "toilet", and "bafroom", and has the most delicious booty you've ever seen in a pair of Elmo undies.  *we don't say "panties" it sounds so icky.*

The Bad: She will go when I take her, but not on her own.

The Ugly:  She's pooped this week at the library and Isaac's soccer game. 

More Good: Jason and his bro. Jeremy are awesome drywallers.

The  man and his mud.


I found this lenoleum under the carpet in the closet I was working on.  I like to call it "Walking on Sunshine"


The sunshine one gets from fried green tomatoes.  Thanks mom for planting this year since we couldn't!


Homemade bread.  When we were out painting baseboards yesterday, our self-proclaimed nosey neighbor brought us some homeade bread.  It goes swimmingly with our homemade apricot jam!  And I'm pretty sure it tastes better when you cut it on a cutting board that has sheetrock dust on it.



More Good: Jason re-hung the swing and now my kids don't feel nearly as abandoned.

The Bad: I missed pear picking.  Apparently it's not the same as any other kind of picking.  So when I went to see if they were ready I just found them all on the ground already.

The ugly: The project behind the swing that we can't finish without a bobcat.  A dog run that was very well made and very unneccesary.

The Good: My kids love school.


They all got great teachers and are making friends so now it's just Mae and Me in the morning.  We should start a radio show.


Georgia got to go to kindergarten at school instead of homeschool.


The Bad: It was- open the playdough and see ya' mom!

The Ugly: Note the refrigerator pictures once more.  One of those yellow papers magneted to the front lists the school schedule.  While tearing down walls Wednesday last (the second day of kindergarten), I watched the clock intently for 11:30 so I could pick up George on time.  Then I realized at 11:15 that she got out at 11:05!  Then I realized  it was Wednesday, which is early out day so Jorge had been sitting in the office waiting for me since 10:50.

The Ugliest of all:  I've been late to get her twice in two weeks.  I suck.



The Good: Chloe had her 2nd Birthday on September 9th.  Commemorated with a bath and a party.

The Bad: She hadn't had a bath since we moved in two months ago.

The Ugly: She peed on the plastic in the dining room and we had to clean the plastic and the floor.  Ick.


The Good:  I get to do flowers for a really cool couple next weekend.  I did a bouquet for pictures this week.

There is no bad or ugly in this situation!



The Good: Finished my first Half Marathon in 2:36!  No resuscitation or iv fluid required!

Apparently my kids are singing barbershop and Jason is beat boxing.


Everyone was at the finish to cheer me on!  Last time George had to use the can and they missed it.

The Bad: I've only been running once since my race.  If I'm going to make a habit of it I should really make a habit of it.

The Ugly: Which, it turns out is VERY good.  My running pants sagged as I ran.  I spent a good portion of the race tugging them back up :) 

Phew!

1/12/2010

Boogey Man Schmoogey Man


1.5 years to be exact. I can tell you all about it now (although most of you reading this witnessed it firsthand anyway).

"Ya' know Jas, I beleive I'd get a doorknob," Said my f-i-l, Grant.

It was sheer laziness and perhaps a deep soul-felt trust in my fellow human beings.

I even asked my neighbor in the midst of the knoblessness to give us a quote on a security system.

I actually almost went out and got a new door just so I wouldn't have to pull the drill out to make the hole in the side standard (for today rather than almost 70 years ago).

Today, having dealt out two of the four banchees I felt I had better do something, so this is what I chose.
After going to Del Taco, e-mailing, checking FB 82 times, and complaining I had nothing to do.

Jason thinks it ought to be a good selling feature to be able to say that we had no doorknob for 18 months and not one problem to speak of.

I heart my commmunity.

1/04/2009

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

And so it begins. The first gb&u post.


The Good:

Tomorrow we'll be home.
Tomorrow we'll be home.

I get to clean my house.



We start home school.
I get to pick up the math curriculum I bought from the post office.

Miss Chloe (you'll meet her soon)

Our first Wii tourney (thanks mom and dad!)






The Bad:
I have to put away Christmas and unpack before I clean my house.




(I'll be shopping for these tomorrow)

We start homeschool (I'm a little worried).





The Ugly:


Miss Chloe (you'll meet her soon. Proof that you can be so ugly you're cute)


The bills that I have to pick up along with the math curriculum I bought.


The bathroom that still needs tiling.


The crusty pile of snow that we'll be shoveling through.

11/17/2008

Home James

First of all, I consider myself so lucky that after having spent 5 hours in Seattle, and 6 days in Anchorage, I am so in love with my home that I am ecstatic to be here. My adorable sailor-mouthed neighbor devotedly collected my mail every day and when, last week, the wind "howled like the dickens", she place my pumpkins in front of the screen door so it wouldn't be blown off the hinges. My other neighbor called me to ask help in rearranging furniture. I drove only 3 minutes down the road to Walmart to restock, and while holding a conversation on my cel, a kind woman reprimanded my children right in front of me for touching the produce. Ok, well maybe not the last one so much. (Another entry you've got to read from the "bloggity blog"). I've been smiling all day as I clean up and unpack. What a wonderful thing to be home.


Here is my equivalent of a slideshow of my vacation. Look, if you do it here you won't have to do it at the next dinner party. (Like I have dinner parties!)

**I just received a text with an invitation to come back to Alaska** how nice**

P.S. Does that include Georgia?