I traded in my computer for my visor today … worked on our house! We asked for drywall in the great living room, but the factory would only do what they call “blue nail drywall” … that’s to say, they’re too lazy to actually finish the drywall off … they would only nail it to the walls. JD and I had to go in and do the floating, taping & sanding of the walls. And we did it! Well, I did most of it because it’s not his kind of thing … he worked on the water softener all morning. We have applied 2 coats of joint compound to cover the seams, nail holes and imperfections of the drywall. I was down at our house until 1 am yesterday, sanding. I gotta tell ya, though, that the power sander is WAY better than the hand sanders we used with the first layer!
Oh yeah, me and that power sander are like peanut butter and jelly!
And my visor above, that’s mostly just sweaty from working in a hot house.
THIS is my foot after spending a couple of hours sanding the chalky walls — ewwwwwww
This is a photo of victory for an eight year-old boy at Boy Scout day camp. Ah yes, can you smell it? Victory. Sweaty little boy. All in a days work.
The manly man & his manly-man nine year-old cousin (and the dad-person volunteer) completed a week’s worth of bb gun shooting, archery, swimming, leather crafts, camp songs and the ever-present grunting on Friday. The award, for which the manly-man is celebrating, was that his egg survived the egg drop. I have no clue how far they dropped their boxes from, but his survived. We put the egg into a bag of (what else?) popped Boy Scout microwave popcorn … then wrapped the popped corn bag in strapping tape … then put the bag into a box and wrapped the box with the leftover plastic wrap from our move. Can you tell that we made do with all of the moving items we still have?
The cousin’s didn’t fare as well as the son’s, but he decided it was his Tio’s fault, so he felt better for the faux paus. His mom said he did an egg drop at school this last term, too, and his egg survived … so, he probably wasn’t as heartbroken as he could have been.
Daughter #1 returned on Friday from her confirmation camp – looking refreshed, renewed (though a bit sweaty as her cabin had no AC) and replenished. She had a great time and I hope it made a world of difference to her soul.
It never ceases to amaze me. No matter how much you quilt, there’s always something new and different that is ‘out there’ waiting for you! At the last meeting of our little local quilt group, the last program was about foldy potholders. Foldy things. Foldy fun!
I’ve never done foldy work before – sure, I’ve seen finished pieces of it, but didn’t have a clue how to do it. It’s not just FUN, it’s SIMPLE!
Since we’ve been traveling on the weekends so much lately, I prepared some foldy potholders and pressed them before leaving home, and then I did all of the hand-work in the auto. We’re talking MINIMAL hand-work. My MIL calls these little stitches that you have to make in these foldy potholders a bar-tack. I sure don’t feel like I’m in a bar or messing with tacks … but, that may be the best term to use for putting a single stitch in the point of a piece of fabric. It’s WAY SIMPLE! Here’s my first few examples – none perfect, but all quite entertaining and useful:
Question: What is your favorite book of all time? The book you’ve read over and over so many times you could quote parts of it? The book you’d never part with but you’d buy a new copy for a friend?
Plain and Simple by Sue Bender is the book for me. Sue writes a simple style, short chapters (I call this type of thing mom-interrupted chapters) and meat … yes, she really writes the meat of her feelings, something that I find marvelous because it’s not how I am.
Plain and Simple is a first-person narrative about how Sue goes to spend time with some Amish families, yearning for a simpler way of life. I grew up near the Amish in Iowa and found their lifestyle quite amazing. Through it all, Sue finds that she does prefer her own life in CA, but she also finds time to focus on the simple things, like a nine-patch quilt. The basics … this life is about taking yourself back to the basics of life and love, and growing from those basics.
I have actually loaned this book to a few friends — friends who led hurried & harried lifestyles. Frankly, they didn’t “get it.” I’ll share it again and again and again — it’s like the Bible, we are witnesses to His saving grace. I share His word over and over and over again, whether people get it or not.
Installers left before noon on Saturday, said their work was done.
ummm, I don’t think so!
When JD asked installer Joe about the gap in our house, his response was nonchalant — sometimes they just don’t come together.
ummmm, I don’t think so!
The manufacturer’s representatives have driven down from Waco to view the gap. And installer Joe is coming back out with them. They’ll be here in an hour. And they’d better figure out how to make this the house that we ordered or I’ll be one unhappy woman.