The New (Old) House

test

2007-04-04T01:18:00.000-05:00

test

Just Checking Zee System

2007-04-04T01:15:00.000-05:00

Have I found the magic mantra to return to 'home' after being locked out for so long? Let's see shall we.

Post Holiday Clean-Up

2007-01-11T19:56:00.000-05:00

Yes, those are my 2 dogs at the window. Sorry the quality is poor.
News is the same: getting colder, we had a tornado touch down in the local elementary school parking lot 2 minutes before kids released for afternoon dismissal (never seen anything like it except on 'Weapons Demonstrations" at Military Bases, now hauling stuff back up into the attic (ha), and all is well enough. Happiest of new years....Jane in SC

Good times ahead, I just feel it.

2006-12-30T22:48:00.000-05:00

Just got back from a great holiday trip to visit my bro and his family. The men (my dad, brother, my son, my nephew) went to the Meinike (sp) Bowl this afternoon - and saw CuU get whooped on TV yesterday. Such moaners. And brother's wife and I shopped, lazed around this morning in pj's and sipping latte, and enjoying the down time. My brother made this CD Cover of a bunch of his favorite bango Christmas music - very uniqiue - and I loved the pic of their cat (named "Whiskey") in the starring role.

Tunes include:
Mike Auldridge - Greensleeves
Dill Keith - Old Lang Syne
Johnston Mountain Boys - The Friendly Beasts
David Grismon _ Winter Wonderland
Charles Wood- Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer,
Frosty the Snowman, O'Holy Night, Carol of the
Bells, Silent Night,The First Noel

and a host of many other great talents.

Survived the Thanksgiving and Christmas rush and chaos with a TON of help from friends. All turned out lovely. Stress-less, more time to dwell on the goodness of friends and neighbors and blessings. Did I mention the roof is new over the back sunroom now? And my energy is kicking up, and perhaps the antibiotics cured (or intimidated) the perhaps pneumonia, etc. Still have all sorts of oncology tests and MD visits this month, and going to a Convent in south Georgia for a retreat in the middle of the month (also got the 3 rolls of Buddhist Prayer Flags from ebay at the same time I was signing up for the retreat of St. Helena Convent. It all comes together. If strength and desire continue to blossom, I imagine spending time SOON painting and sprucing up the place, hauling clothes to hospice thrist store after pals have rummaged through to get what they want for their various children. Got a new / old chair to recover, and am going to haul the other old chair I TRIED to recover to upholstry place to see if they can salvage my 'no pattern' mess. And if so, will cover the new / old chair professionally too (shabby chic - heavy white denim for good washing) but let the professionals attend to the details. Learning to pick my battles - and not sweat the lack of sewing stills anymore. I tried, anyway. But the painting seems doable if my strength maintains - found a yellow called "Sisel" and will do a little test strip before I take on the whole room and then find I am not satisfied with it once it's all painted. Next up is a serious "to do list' and then learning how to use my blog more effectively. Here's cheers to an extrodinary year for all us house bloggers. I believe we all possess an extra spark for asking NOT what our houses can do for us, but what we can do for our houses (paraphrase Kennedy). Plus it takes a remarkable amount of dreaming, hard work, a testament to hope and the goodwill for the future to remake a house into a real home. Peace to all and happy days ahead, from Jane

December Already!

2006-12-17T00:08:00.000-05:00

Well, the roofers put a new roof on the back sunroom. Said the pitch was all wrong (thanks PO) and that adding gutters would not solve the problem (leaks). So they put a new room over the tin roof, changed the pitch, and we've not had a leak since. Wish I'd taken pictures, but did not want to risk climbing the ladder. We are still waiting on the beadboard to repair in ceiling in the living room. Christmas decorating is very slow, and I'm opting for 'less is more' this year. I am hosting Christmas Dinner for family and friends, so this is my major stressor right now. We don't have enough chairs (even hauling in piano stool, vanity stool, computer chairs, etc.). But we shall get through it. My aim is to have the house clean, the food plentiful, and a bunch of twinkling lights to alter the atmosphere. A few candles, gifts wrapped pretty in toile and satin ribbons, and HOPE for the best. Got most of my Christmas Shopping done early, though won't know till the wrapping is complete on who I left out - and then a fast shopping trip to round out the festivities.

The basic deal is the ongoing fatigue from radiation and chemo. I see my oncologist monday, and it was a year ago I was diagnosed with Lung Cancer, so the memories of last Christmas are bittersweet. I have NOT been able to do much around the house yet - and in my head I see all the possibilities and needs yet to be done. But I think we've come a long way considering. We are all sort of holding our breath that the oncologist has good news, for I underwent all the pre-appointments tests last week.

I'm aiming to go to Denver for a Meningioma conference (got involved with them when I had the 2 brain tumors) and then a friend invited me to a weekend conference at a Convent called "Illuminating Darkness, Befriending your Shadow" Ironically I just found out today I won the bid on ebay for 3 sets of 25 Buddhist Prayer Flags - so I am rather all over the place in my current priorities. It seems one's goals are often times take many, unexpected turns. But the house is ready for winter - though not decorated or painted as I'd have hoped at this point. Am grateful enough for all the blessings thus far, and as energy increases I like to think I'll be more invested in tackling the BIG goals in the near future. From Jane

Doorbells, Chimes, etc.

2006-11-11T15:59:00.000-05:00

I was reading a blog - and saw the beautiful new
doorbell she bought. I've had the angel bell up
since we moved in - but alas people seem to
want to push the doorbell to the left of it. The
worst part of it is it plays "Old Kentucky Home"
and not just one verse. It goes on for about 1
and 1/2 long minutes. This is from previous
owner, and I do not like it at all

And I hung the chimes under my carport and they make a nice welcome if there is a slight breeze when I get home. By the way, the fence is my neighbors - they erected these privacy
fences on both sides of their property. I had hung
my Buddhist Prayer Flags where my chimes now
hang. And lastly, but not least, the ROOFER is
coming wednesday to PUT IT ON. We'll see!

The Painted Screen Photo

2006-11-08T14:17:00.000-05:00

Here's a fast picture of the screen I bought. Really kind of weird now that I have it home.

The roof, the dogs - enough for today

2006-11-02T17:58:00.000-05:00

OK - Had a 'gutter guy' come check about the gutter. It's not the gutter, it's the pitch of the roof (we knew this - from the inspection report when we bought the house - but (duh) it had slipped our minds with all the other stuff going on. So a 'roofing guy' is coming tomorrow to give a "look-see" about a new roof for the back side of the house. Sad news, woefully sad. I am giving 2 of my dogs away. The 2 little ones keep digging out from under the fence - NO MATTER WHAT WE DO TO FIX THIS PROBLEM. Found a "no kill" shelter ("ARF" they can by found by googling "ARF" and your state). I had to beg, plead (there is a waiting list as their kennel space is limited) but they will take 1 tomorrow. The other will be on a waiting list. I have put this decision off for so long, but I cannot deal with them escaping daily and fearing they will get hurt or hurt someone (they don't bite, but do bark, and scare people). I am really upset about this - I feel like I'm giving part of my heart away. We'll still have 1 big dog - but....the 2 small ones must find new homes - and I am thankful to have found "ARF."

Also spent time at tax / deed accessors office today. There is a chance to get lower rate for taxes and have appointment with attorney tomorrow. In the throwing money hither and yon news - I found a painted screen (4 panel screen) at new 'Shabby and Chic" consignment shop that just opened - and am picking it up tomorrow or saturday. I will show picture of this when it's 'home' as I thought it was kinda cool. I feel so guilty about the dogs - they are both inside tonight, and fed them the leftover chicken as a guilt-induced treat (boiled the meat off the bones). I do not like this part of playing the adult and making so called "rational" decisions.

The "no show" of contract workers lament.

2006-10-30T19:17:00.000-05:00

The old gutter men have obviously left the country - and I have left messages to gutter companies hither and yon - to no avail (not a single call from any machines I sputtered my pleas regarding needing a d&*m 20 foot gutter installed). At least there is no forecast for rain the next few days. Actually it was a beautiful day today - but I was inside Home Depot getting hay and cedar chips for the dogs - and not out enough to actually enjoy this nice autumn day. I am boycotting Lowe's because last time I was there I waited over 20 minutes for someone to unlock the hay truck and toss one bale into the trunk of my car - and I ended up leaving and coming back hours later to get the bale (the boy/man just said "I was at lunch"). Hmmph. So I am hitting Home Depot for paint samples now - esp. since I have a new ladder and can reach (almost) to the upper railing.

And I found my old (unused) stencils and can easily do a little design around the lower edge of bathroom (right above the beadboard). This is a quick fix, since I likely can't reach the ceiling to paint the whole little room right now. This will at least keep me occupied - and will make me imagine I am DOING SOMETHING rather than morosely sauntering about wringing my hands. Actually I have been doing some watercolor/pen and ink sketches and sending them to friends as little surprises. Practice makes improvements - of techniques I had forgotten, etc.

I did get the dog pen ready for colder weather - a truck tent - though had to take 1/2 of legs off to lower it. Still have to install side flaps. But it's big and better than what was there. And I admit I am becoming more proficient in the art of leaf blowing. Still manage to send a cloud of leaves and dust and dirt into my face on occasion, but oh well - decided it was not a big deal - and sort of a rush of childhood when you toss the colored leaves in the air and watch with glee as they pour over your head (minus the dirt part). Just an update - mood=semi-grouchy, otherwise am at least "up and at 'em).

It's Raining, it's pouring, the roof is leaking - ruining flooring....

2006-10-27T20:21:00.000-05:00

Yep, those gnarly contractors have NOT showed their faces, nor returned any calls - so the gutter they pulled off is now allowing water to spill directly into the back room unabated - and the holes they drilled in living room (to 'test' depth of beadboard) is a faucet dripping/pouring onto the rug, couch, etc. I am fed up galore. This roofing has been the bane of my existence since we moved in - and the mad dashes, and assurances of 4-5 roofers that they 'fixed' the problem is BS. And I cannot do it. I wouldn't even try - knowing my limits. Who knows what my Christmas ornaments look like now - as we stored them in the attic - thinking it was dry and safe up there.

The front 2 rooms are at least reasonably fit for visitors to sit and visit - at least tidier. I am storing summer clothes into those huge zip lock bags - and trying to find my winter clothes to shuffle into the closets. I asked for a ladder for my birthday - and got a nice one (finally). The leaves are falling - and I am using the leaf blower - feeling like some psychotic doing a spirited leaf dance when I forget where I am aiming the thing. Money is flying out of this house like cob webs as unexpected bills accrue - like the dishwasher no longer dries, needed new printer as the last one just died, and the washing machine dances across the floor during the spin cycle. Oh, we now duct tape the freezer shut - as it won't stay shut otherwise. I am in bliss. Just a quick rant and update.

Taxes, Stamina, and Rednecks

2006-10-06T09:22:00.000-05:00

Since this is the first year in the house - I got the tax bill 2 days ago. I nearly fell out of my chair. It's 5 times what my other house was taxed. We think the issue (besides this being a much more expensive house) is that my dad bought it, and has it listed as a rental (so he can get tax break on repairs - as my disability income leaves me in the red yearly with medical bills still accumulating). He's going to talk to his accountant and the people at tax office if there is anyway to deal with this absurd tax amount - like deeding house to me now (versus in his will), etc. The money we had when we sold the old house was put into checking earmarked for medical bills - that was the money we'd hope to use fixing this house - alas.

The good news is I am continuing to feel better and better, which means I am chomping at the bit to get on with the things I CAN do (I don't want to talk about painting rooms - I want to DO it). I bought a treadmill to help increase stamina, but my son broke the knob off on the speed control and it is stuck at 5.6 mph. A bit faster that I can deal with (unfortunately got it as Play It Again Sports and it's a no guarantee sort of deal).

I'll let you know how the first bit of painting the bedroom goes. I have started writing again - the Vietnam War - and am re-outlining as my viewpoint has shifted since I was last working on it. Plus my son and I read To Kill A Mockingbird and I just finished Harper Lee's (unauthorized) biography - so it occurs to me to change the style a bit. The more I know the less I know - and somehow watching the recent news makes me puzzled still at humanity (or lack thereof).

My 2 thoughts today: cancer is too messy and the people around here (this sounds like a title of a country song) "wear too much makeup and not enough clothes" (this was after going to court and observing the people there awaiting their time to appear before the judge). My assessment, the more mascara and darker the eyeshadow, the less likely the woman has a bra on and has no problem with polyester shorts without underwear (cellulite you know).

Even my oncologist is a home re-do fanatic, this was in the local paper last week

2006-10-05T22:43:00.000-05:00

Stellar cellars -New interest in wine spurs trend toward sophisticated storagePublished: Saturday, September 30, 2006 - 6:00 am

When they built a spacious garden house next to their 20-year-old Georgian-style home three years ago, Larry and Diane Gluck knew the basement of the structure would be the ideal setting to indulge in their passion for wine.

So the couple built a 1,500-bottle wine cellar with a sitting area on the lower level of the new space. Before any work took place, the Glucks researched wine cellars to learn what would best preserve their collection — how thick the walls should be and the appropriate temperature and humidity, for example. The finished product looks like a cellar in a proper French vineyard.

The entrance is a hand-carved door made to look centuries old. The concrete floors were stained and distressed to give them an antique finish. And the brick archway and wrought-iron gate that separate a small room inside the cellar were inspired by a wine cave the couple once visited on a New Zealand island. Before their plans evolved into a garden house and wine cellar, the Glucks were planning to build only a small potting shed. “Over the years our plans grew,” Larry Gluck said. “And so it has turned into a garden structure, which has lots of entertainment space.” Gluck said he started collecting wines more than 10 years ago after taking a wine course at Augusta (Ga.) College and sampling a 40-year-old Bordeaux. “It was unlike anything else I have ever had,” he said. “And it was clear you just don’t go out and buy a 30- or 40-year-old Bordeaux like you run to the grocery store.” His fascination with trying to find out when wines reach their peak grew. And he soon discovered that the only way he was going to be able to truly understand the process was to cellar his own wine. “It’s kind of a game trying to find out when a wine is at its peak,” he said. The Glucks represent a growing trend among wine enthusiasts: More people are collecting wine and investing in stylish places to display their collections. Since 2003, sales of high-end, walk-in home cellars have increased 100 percent, according to a recent study by MKF Research, a wine research and consulting firm based in St. Helena, Calif. Barbara Insel, managing director for MKF, said when people start collecting expensive wines they realize the need for proper storage. Serious collectors might create climate-controlled, walk-in rooms. A casual wine drinker with fewer bottles to store might purchase a separate refrigerator that holds up to 500 bottles or a small cooler that holds 30 or so bottles. About 4 percent of American homes have some type of wine storage system, according to a 2005 market study by the Association of Home Appliance Manufacturers. Small coolers that hold 30 bottles or less are the biggest sellers. The smaller units, which retail for about $100 at home improvement and appliance stores are just as effective at preserving wine as larger cellars, said Richard deBondt, president of Greenville’s North Hampton Wines. The ideal temperature for storing wines is 55 degrees Fahrenheit with humidity levels between 75 or 80 percent. Higher temperatures cause the wine to oxidize, deBondt said. “It’s like cooked fruit,” he said. “It’s not the same as fresh fruit.” Insel said the popularity of coolers and cellars goes along with an upsurge in wine sales, as more choices become available at lower prices and more people entertain with wine. “If you look at the consumer demographic, 25 percent of American families have incomes over $75,000,” Insel said. “And they think of themselves as high-end consumers. They like buying affordable luxury products. A $15 or $20 bottle of wine is an affordable luxury. It’s something that adds a nice experience to your dinner without breaking the bank.” If you’re a collector who has more bottles than a small cooler will hold but not enough to justify a walk-in cellar, a larger refrigerated unit might be an option. Prices range up to $4,000. Another option for wine enthusiasts is converting an existing space such as a closet or pantry into a storage cellar, said Robert Bass, owner of Kessick Fine Home Products in Greenville. He said “retro fitting” a smaller space into a wine cellar is more cost effective and far easier than an entire basement project. “The key to wine storage is consistency,” Bass said. “It doesn’t matter where you store it. The temperatures can not fluctuate up and down because that is what contributes to wine going bad early.”
The wine cellar in Larry and Diane Gluck's home. Below, a sitting area outside of the wine cellar.

Leaking Ceiling Fixes Coming

2006-09-09T12:07:00.000-05:00

This picture is a bit fuzzy, and does not show the extent of bead-board splintering, but here's a shot of the livingroom ceiling leak. The men came back yesterday and (rah) said they found a place they could order the correct size of beadboard to mend it. They spent hours on roof, tied like they were rappelling from the chimney - and put some sort of gunk on holes. Will have to replace 20 feet of gutter in back, and it'll have to be manufactured (since the PO "invented" his own roofline when he rigged the sunroom. But overall the news is good so far (at least we're not sheetrocking the ceiling as first suggested).

And I am spending hours with a trashbag going through boxes that we moved here with, and throwing tons of old office files away, my old school papers - and have a box for "scrapbook" as if I'll find time to get the "must keeps" organized (why do moms keep all their childrens work - at least I have - yikes). We set up a desk in MY library, for my son to do homework - and he loves it. Says he feels like he's in HIS own private library. So I am moved back to the sunroom with a long card table to do art. Ahhh, parenthood.

Home Maintenance and Duct Tape

2006-09-06T17:11:00.000-05:00

Well, a stint in the hospital and now home again. The beadboard roof in living room is leaking so bad it's splintered about 1/8 of the entire ceiling. Men out today wanted to sheetrock the whole ceiling, but I am hoping to find proper beadboard to mend it. They are to return tomorrow morning with some other options. The tin roof is leaking where the PO nailed roof (you can see the sky shine via nail holes in attic). New roof estimates 10,000 - 12,000...not an option right now. Got home and found evidence of mouse, so caught one of the boogers yesterday (ugh). Also had exterminator out twice for ants and spiders, he says they are so bad now because of all the torrential rains we've had. A large piece of knot fell out of a plank on floor, and I simply stuck a piece of duck tape over it (it felt creepy, like "Snakes on a Plane" - but I envisioned "Snakes in my House").

So much now is simply maintenance - especially with fall and winter approaching. Did get the deck stain completed, lack of hot water due to having turned down water heater when I went into the hospital (duh), and we're working to seal the old windows a bit. Just wanted to do a short update on the house.

After a brief hiatus, back to focus on family and house "to-do's"

2006-08-03T16:49:00.000-05:00

Well, can't rely on health from day to day, and finally went to dad's for a few days to have help with meals and healing - and needing assistance in daily demands of a constantly hungry 15 year old. I stocked up on magazines, so between medical tests (blood tests, PET Scan, CT Scan, Scan - and all tests look) I again started a prioritized list of house / home projects again. The back deck is 1/3 complete, with final staining easily done in a few hours (working around the heat and rain). Found a house cleaning crew to come in tomorrow and give the house some shine and polish. The exterminator to return and kill the bugs again (don't know why they return or how they enter - just an old house with too many gaps I suppose). I don't do well with bugs though.

Still must focus on what I can accomplish without full throttle energy, which includes container gardening, painting, sewing slipcovers, detailing window treatments, etc. I am TRYING to like the color green. We put those green tiles in the kitchen (looks like you're walking on the Mediterranean Ocean) and I am trying to be OK and even be fond of the color (they were on sale, remember). It's taking a total shift to deal with this color (maybe since I got the BA in art and color alters every one of my senses, or maybe the MA in Counseling makes me recall too much about color theory/color therapy/art therapy). Back to green. I am thinking (after reading Cottage Style magazine"return to the simple life") and seeing pic of green kitchen floor with deep red cabinets. One pic showed wallpaper with beadboard texture, which may be a solution to covering the cabinets with a painted deep red wallpaper. Now I hear Santa "ho-ho-ho'ing" in the background. But I am thinking this may be 1 option.

The bedroom will be yellow/white. I found a huge, semi-circular wall self that I'm (a friend will do the actual screwing as a safety precaution, as I envision it crashing ontop my head in the middle of the night); attaching sheers to and will hang behind the bed (with some accent, heavier drapes on edges to give the feeling of canopy/bed coronet) without the feeling that one is being smothered or surrounding by mosquito netting a la safari.

Since school is gearing up we are gathering my son's study area together anticipating another breathtaking year of academic excellence. Hmmmm. I will likely spend the weekend picking up the paints and supplies to attend to the wall painting in bed and bath room.

And just a thought that keeps surfacing as I deal with house renovation, restorations, etc. When I bought this house a year ago, I fully expected to live here till I was old, old. That my grandchildren would visit me here, and we'll share the tale of how I hauled the old wood burning oven home from an auction. How the sunroom would have daybeds or couches that they would love to sleep in as they gazed their sleepy little eyes out the huge windows. How the yard would be a fantasy place to explore. Then in Nov./Dec. I was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. No one has an appointment with their time of death - and in some ways I feel I am lucky in that I know I cherish, appreciate, am more aware, more actualizing with each gift of a day, gift on a moment. But it also impacts nearly all my decisions (sometimes I don't even realize it till later). Deciding to do a house renovation to add value upon resale versus it simply tickles my fancy (and do NOT want to be added to "what was she thinking" by the next owners). Paint and curtains don't cost much, and it takes little to maintain the integrity of the house (wood floors, original windows, etc). But I wonder how much I hold back - thinking I should stash that money into Inheritance Fund for son versus ordering handmade lace curtains. And should I be eliminating excess from the house as opposed to adding more furniture, etc. I ended up with most of the family heirlooms - I am the keeper of the family history, furniture too long in this family to donate or auction off to someone who won't appreciate the history of each piece, tales and scrapbooks and a family of book lovers miles of shelves of books on any topic. I can donate or toss the paperbacks - but some of these books are out of print, first editions, our family name crops up in them etc. I know, we never know how much time we have - - but it does add some complexity to seemingly easy, everyday decisions. I am not a materialistic grubber, but do feel a certain sense of caretaking responsibility with these 'things.' I just needed to write that out. It's hard to discuss it with people that love me - it pains then to think about my illness, I can tell. A Will can only do so much, but will it instill a burden or sense of family heritage and pride. And so it continues, however wobbly, in a wee SC town.

Thanks for the nice comments, and an update again...

2006-07-26T00:36:00.000-05:00

First, thanks for the notes Susan and Poppy. I most often think I should end up in the doghouse for posting too much about frou-frou stuff versus the manly nailing, hammering, sawing which I had meant to do when I started this blog. "Twas nice that you took the time to read and send motivational support! Susan, thanks - I like the bed too, and dear dad is my staunch local supporter right now. And Poppy, yep, that's my art work - the pastels I posted way back after I'd had them framed. I plan to do more in similar style of local mountains and lakes.

I continue(d) to feel weaker, etc. and stayed in bed way too much (though the bed is great I must admit). Finally, when I pulled myself to oncology-rehab (3 times a week) I was the ONLY one doing fewer laps, getting lighter weights (from 3 lbs. to 2 lbs. for crying out loud), and once told to go to the cafeteria to EAT something before I was allowed to get on any machine. I mean, 80 year olds are passing me as I strive to pump my arms as I waddle down the lane trying to at least 'look' like I am making headway. Oh well, on the way home I did manage to get some paint chips from Lowe's - and they felt like tarot cards more than reflections of a decision I needed to make.

I lay them out on the table and read their names - as if the name would conjure up what color belongs in here. Soft ivory, morning sun, ornate gold, sunbeam, cowslip, first light, solstice, lightning, swan dive, cocoa butter, butter, daisy spell, oyster bisque, Homestead Resort Tea Room Cream, beeswax, social butterfly, morning sunlight, eggnog, provence cream, cornsilk, peaceful calm, summer wish, cuddle, champagne dance, lemon cream, yellow bliss, song of summer, pineapple fizz, clear yellow...for a start. Boggles the mind.

But before I leap upon a ladder and start this affair, I did make appointment late yesterday afternoon to meet with oncologist today, and ended up getting jabbed in the arms 5 times (2 blood workups, 2 missed veins, and then a 2 hour infusion of antibiotics/potassium/fluids. And must now drive 45 minutes back over there in the morning - I must BE there AT 6:45 am for CT Scan then bone scan, then back to oncologist for more labs, lab results, and visit with oncologist. Damn. This illness is certainly interfering with my house restoring plans. I am hopeful whatever they can do will give me a few jolts of energy anyway.

Staring at paint chips and 'forcing fluids' whistling "If I Had A Hammer" in SC.

2006-07-26T00:31:00.000-05:00

The sidewalk and worn, overheated "flowers."

2006-07-26T00:29:00.000-05:00

Welcome to my house via the front walkway.

The bedroom walls

2006-07-16T23:51:00.000-05:00

Here's what I have been putting off. It may be hard to see, but the wallpaper is curling at most edges, and the area from top board to ceiling (plaster) is cracking (or is it just the paint peeling). So once I rise to the occasion, off comes the wallpaper, painting it yellow (warm butter yellow) and up goes wallpaper or stencil at top area to ceiling. I think I can, I think I can.

Dad comes EARLY monday to begin the deck cleaning for staining. My son is so thrilled (not). So on way home from errands I will go to paint stores to check out yellow paint. I am sure I will be in a state of inner confustion, as I need to also get the wallpaper border to match the paint. Of course, this means pushing all my furniture into the middle of the floor now. And borrowing a ladder (mine is old, my grandfather's, and rickety does not begin to describe how secure I feel on the lowest of rungs).

I thinnk I can, I think I can.....

The mattresses arrived - here are pics to prove it!

2006-07-15T22:25:00.000-05:00

The manager of the warehouse brought
the mattresses in his own personal
truck no less. Note the pillowtop (extra
cushy top) and how it beckons one to jump onto the bed.

Now the 2nd pic proves that I am (in
my heart) a hidden starry-eyed 12 year old, or Marilyn Monroe hopeful, or just ga-ga over anything with pearls used for
embellishment. This is the bedspread
that blew my original decorating ideas away.

And finally, here's the bedroom - awaiting the bells and whistles (window
treatments, paint, etc.).

The boss of the Sears warehouse who
delivered the mattresses said he'd received the call yesterday - that this was a VIP delivery. Whoa. I told him the story of dad calling and we both laughed. Told him it was likely father pulled the ACE card and mentioned I was diagnosed and in treatment for cancer. He said that even while I told him of illness I seemed to glow and seemed to know what 'grace' must feel like. We then had a short talk about attitude, belief systems, acceptance and the like (in a totally acceptable, cool way). How many times do you hug a delivery man for delivering a mattress?

Can't wait to try it out tonight - sweet dreams await. Oh, the height of the new mattresses give the old bed the plantation feel - and I may need to find a little stool to climb into bed. How cool is that. The bed set was my grandmother's and she'd be pleased to see it now. Chest of drawers, vanity, dressser, bed - back to southern glory and nice enough to offer to any guest. I'm just so pleased.

Slow and unsteady - still win the race? Hmmmm.

2006-07-14T22:46:00.000-05:00

What's new? Yesterday I was to hear from Sear's yesterday (I'd ordered my mattresses from them - mostly due to 4th of July sale) to confirm delivery time for today. Instead, call yesterday informed me that due to 'clerical error' the mattresses would not even be in town (nearby town) until next wednesday - and they'd call me next wednesday to set time for delivery - like in days and days after wednesday. Caller said "OK?" and I said "Sounds like I don't have much of a choice." Sigh. Then I tossed myself back into bed - not even having the energy to be upset. Then I thought I do have choices - but nary the energy to even find the number to call to cancel the order. So, what did I do? I called my dad. He said "Always go to the top" and that's just what he did. Got the manager of the store - and whoa - the mattresses would be put onto truck - be in town by today - and delivered at LATEST saturday. The manager called me early this morning, confirmed the mattresses were in town and I would get call early tomorrow to set delivery time and I'd get them tomorrow. She also said I have very pursuasive father. I wish I had that skill. Who knows how the conversation went. He can talk with people and get them to do 'the right thing' without anger, without accepting excuses, etc. So I'm hoping for new mattresses by this time tomorrow. He's been at me to get new mattresses since I'd been diagnosed with cancer - and once I'd finally picked them out he seemed relieved and happy. I can just imagine his face when I told him about the delay. He thinks I have the worst luck of anyone he knows anyway. At least the bedroom is ready - as having men haul in the mattresses pushed me to finish painting doors, paint a small bedside table, order new duvet cover, purchase new bedspread, shams, curtains, etc.

Too hot or rain in late afternoons (daily) has delayed the back deck staining. Got to clean and sand it first (that is dad and son job). I bought the new table to do art on - but still have not finished arranging the rest of back room. I AM more organized though (how come things look good till I decide to make it look better - then it looks like crap again for seemingly too long?). Once the bedroom is finished, the backroom reassembled, the sewing complete (and sewing machine off dining room table) the library will get my full attention. It's the one room with fireplace that I can shut off completely - and once winter hits it will be my toasty refuge. This OLD house is hard to keep cool and warm - my bills for heating or air conditioning attest to this fact.

I had to move my little desk out of the hall in preparation for mattresses, but once it's back in place I'll post pics on updated progress. I do start oncology rehabilitation monday - which they assure me will help to regain energy and strength. It includes working out in their gym, yoga, massage, nutrition counseling, and physical therapy. I'm to meet the person in charge in the gym area monday. So, there's the latest from this humble abode.

Sunday Update

2006-07-09T15:27:00.000-05:00

I painted the 2 master bedroom closet doors (2 closets in there) semi gloss white (which matches the rest of the trim I'd painted white long ago). I felt guilty for painting rather than sanding and refinishing - but must bite the bullet and do what I am able versus what I'd want (and therefore not get anything done). Also painted a ladder back chair same white (used at vanity). The furniture is dark, wood floors dark. White is nice contrast. Have not yet summoned the energy to look at masses of yellow paint samples for walls.

And, I bought an old farm table on sale for back room for art work. It is very sturdy, and my pastels are piled on it - calling me to come work on art - now. My son stayed with grandpop last night and I (yikes) hit eBay. I had been so good about not getting on eBay - but I caved in the wee hours of the morning. Bought a white duvet cover and a white roll up window shade (80 plus inches long - couldn't find one that length anywhere around here). These are both for bedroom. Also bought 2 pillow shams (white battenburg). Did I announce I bought new mattresses for the old bed last week? The mattresses were original to the bed - which likely means they are around 70 years old (from my grandmother's estate). New mattresses will be delivered next week.

We are going to stain the back deck tomorrow (we = father and son) "redwood". I will continue to touch up painting jobs, sew, and fiddle around the house. And hopefully find my pastel paper and begin some artwork.

4th of July

2006-07-04T11:21:00.000-05:00

I HAVE been busy, but didn't feel like posting without pics (sorry, still so pics). My camera is full of family reunion pics, neighborhood ideas I like, etc. - and things are NOT organized as well as I'd like.

On the up side, I finished the chemo, plus 2 rounds of radiation. I am to start oncology-rehab ASAP (everything from nutrition to yoga) - which will be a great way to keep on a schedule that gets me out of the house daily for a bit. Housewise - I am being very picky about auctions (did go to the Charlotte, NC fairgrounds this past weekend and was not even tempted - and saw very few ideas which thrilled me). But, 'twas nice to get away (hey bro). My brother (again) wowed me with all his talent as he is (has been) re-doing his house, yard (now that his 4 kids are finished with college or in college, he and his wife are making their dreams a reality with their home).

I have announced I simply cannot hammer, drill, etc. and give up the myth that this will ever be a skill. Thank you dad for finishing the drilling to keep the flagpole from falling out each time the wind blows.

On the list of what is happening now, the sunroom is again in shambles as I am redoing it (again) for my art studio. I have an outlet (selling) for the pastels and this will give me the funds (hopefully) to buy the stuff or talent to do what this lovely house yearns for (add: stuff we need to make it perfect for our needs). The library is about 80% finished - just touching up the built-in bookcases really. The master bedroom and bath await decorating (the old hunt for the perfect color paint - but I found some courage and am bracing myself to see what is beneath the old old wallpaper). The high ceilings still scare me - especially since I must scrape the paint near the ceiling (leaving the beadboard ceiling 'authentic' and therefore not messing with it). The yard and greenhouse and barn did not (and will not) get attention as hoped this summer, BUT I did manage to brighten the front with container gardening. Had to cut way back due to health, but am so thrilled to be gaining energy and motivation to be on track with the house again.

It is so wonderful to feel blessed every time I walk into my house - seeing the McMonsters being built in Charlotte seemed so sad when there are great homes reeking of family and history just waiting for love and attention. The best spa I've ever been to is down the hall - the old clawfoot tub. Then add sitting on the old porch swing in the late evening - bliss.

Gardening, on the light side

2006-05-14T06:36:00.000-05:00

I received a beautiful rose bush from my son, "Julia Child" yellow. I ended up leaving the last yellow rose bush at the old house I sold (hope the new owners know how much care went into that one bush). Here I am focusing on containers, as I can't get into the heavy duty part of the gardens (pollen, allergies) yet, and looks like I have lost my window of opportunity to clear out the overgrowth before spring sprang. I am keeping my plant lists rather dull and basic, lining the front porch and back deck with hot pink geraniums, petunias, ice plants, herbs, impatience, fuschias, ivy, etc. Not sure yet where to put the rose, in a bed already defined on the side of the house, or start a new plot and bring in a few more roses for outdoor enjoyment and cuttings for the house. I must be in a color frenzy (I used to try to maintain some order by limiting self to 3 or so colors in garden scape). I just painted one old metal porch chair from my grandmother "periwinkle" and am going to see how lush the boxes of mixed wildflower seeds appear after I sprinkle them down the 2 areas on either side of the front sidewalk. I have managed to miss 2 very wonderful looking auctions lately, a real accomplishment for me (as I dearly love to find a great item, but know I can't let someone else win if I WANT it, and common sense and price fly out of my head. I do better in thrift stores.

A few pics, just for the heck of it.

2006-05-08T19:44:00.000-05:00

Here's a few snaps of how the pastels look hanging on the walls now. Also a few other snaps just for fun.

The front parlor still has junk piled in the corners, ditto for most others rooms in the abode.
The hallway ended up with my desk and computer. It was a temporary niche and I've yet to move the desk and piano stool (latest thrift shop find I'm using as computer stool) into the proper library. The bathroom (1st snap of old clawfoot tub) needs more work than I imagined. Behind the slapped up fake white beadboard is baby blue tile (not good) and the previous owners just stopped in mid-swipe when painting. So it needs painting, but also things are 80% half-a$$ed undone. He just got bored maybe. Painting will be easy, but I need to get electric-pro and plumber in before I beautify (and see my painted walls being torn down for some unseen jplumbing or wiring problem). The maid starts tomorrow (thanks dad) but I am afraid she's going to feel like she's in a quandry, as I don't see the house as maid friendly. Don't move or touch anything, just mop, dust, etc. What looks like a mess in just a 'work in progress'. We'll see how it goes. The last maid lasted 3 visits then moved. Alas. Awaiting the last day of 9th grade then I don't have to get up to drive my son to school and have my day revolve around picking him up. Plus, he's strong and I look forward to using his muscles for all the heavy work I can't do right now. PS I seem my oncologist wednesday and willl know the results of CT, PET and if treatments were successful. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Just checking in, enjoying the (very) humble abode...

2006-05-05T19:16:00.000-05:00

Things are more or less on hold until I recover from the last round of chemo. However, I have managed to get some flowers planted, still working on the slipcover for the old chair (welting is not my friend), and my trunk is full of pickets for the picket fence I decided to build. I lack energy to paint, though the first project will be the 'master bath' (since it's small). However, the high ceilings are daunting in there, and I fear the wiring may be more important to consider than paint in there. All the rooms, except for the bathrooms, are wallpapered, and I'm still too chicken to even consider pulling it off to see how the walls really look. There is some damage to gutters I just noticed today (high winds recently were too much for the old nails I suppose) and I cringe at the task of finding help to get this repaired. While things are slow, I am enjoying the meager things I have done thus far. This is more decorating I realize, but on the bright side I did get the bookcases done (does that count?).

Pastels finally framed

2006-04-23T21:35:00.000-05:00

Excuse the size - but wanted to let you see the pastels I finally got framed today. Also in messy midst of slipcovering an old chair. Busy, busy.

I'm back......

2006-04-17T16:06:00.000-05:00

Well, the treatment is over for a bit, radiation and chemo ciao for now. In the meanwhile, here's a picture of the book cases thus far, and the chair draped with fabric swatches is a 20 dollar thrift store find. In the garden otherwise, enjoying the nice weather.

We Interrupt This Life For An "Important Announcement"

2006-01-16T18:25:00.000-05:00

I usually brace myself when something like this blips across the TV - some announcement so important it can't wait till the noon or evening news. However, this is MY real life announcement. I had given much thought if I should continue with this blog and incorporate/share how life throws crap at you when you least expect it and deal with it; or, just start another blog totally focused on the medical stuff (for those friends and family suggesting I do so, and they did not know I had this blog).

I am sticking with one blog - this one. Wax poetic, stretch the imagery - as in my body is also like an old house (yep, it's a stretch, bear with me). So, I am going to make the announcement that has derailed my life since around Thanksgiving, and note the time since then has been spent on CT scans, bone scans, PET scans, bronchoscopies, needle biopsies, lymph node biopsy, ad nauseum - admitted to hospital a week ago for 5 days, and VOILA today - it begins.

Diagnosed: Lung Cancer, small cell, limited stage. Treatment began today. Chemotherapy (from 8:30-2:20 all in all). Chemotherapy tuesday and wednesday also, and I will have concurrent radiation. I have an inverted black cross marking my chest to mark where radiation with zap my chest. I look like psychotic-menopausal-Buffy-the-cancer-slayer.

Since the diagnosis all projects on the house are looked at SO differently (and have not been top priority). The long term prognosis leaves lots to be desired re. lung cancer, so I no longer look at a room wondering if my grandchildren will frolic on the redone wood floors, how much energy should I put into the garden in the long run, etc. I am taking things as they come, contingent on energy for now.

While restoring the house did not consume my thoughts 100% I hope to be able to find balance and not have the medical issues consume my thoughts 100%. My home remains my nest, my sanctuary, a place where I can dream, heal, and still work on improving (while still enjoying what 'is').

And that's the news....From here.

1st Christmas at "The New (Old) House"

2005-12-26T17:31:00.000-05:00

Well the holiday was lovely at the (new)old home. Though I must admit I feel a tad adrift now that I don't have those pesky lists of "to-do's" to get all holiday related activities done. I received one of those little ceramic heaters for my bathroom (brrrr, baby it's cold outside, and soaking in the clawfoot tub lost it's thrill with cold air wafting through the beadboard). Maybe next year we'll have a set of matching dining room chairs. I wish the other house would sell soon, as this old house is still leaking when it rains, etc. and my list of restoration needs grow the longer I live here. In the meantime, I still enjoy the house and extra space. Happy Holidays.

2005-12-23T03:02:00.000-05:00

Mel Deutsch, MD. Portrait I stumbled across today featuring Mel Deutsch, the 4th Inf., 1/12 ("Red Warriors") battalion surgeon who'd served in VietNam 1966-1967 (my dad was Battalion CO). Fine master's portrait, of a fine man. I'd had pleasure to finally meet Mel in Bismarck this past Septmenber. Portrait artist is Daniel E. Greene.

Ice Storm

2005-12-19T14:36:00.000-05:00

Well, while happily sedated for outpatient surgery an ice storm hit our area last wednesday. We made it home thursday, but found "good enough" news. While without heat, lights, etc. our humble abode is capable of providing a warm and comfy nest - thanks to the 2 out of 4 fireplaces with gas logs, 2 old time gas inserts, some old kerosene lanterns and loads of candles. I finally got to try out the things I'd "hoped" would suffice in an emergency. Still about 200,000 without electricity in our area - and am thankful we got power restored saturday afternoon.

The other house (for sale) has some damage from trees, etc. falling...and still trying to contact power co. as when we turned on a light each one burned out then a puff of smoke wafted up. The power box has been pulled away from house due to debris falling. Not good. We turned off everything - and some guys are to some look at yard 'asap.' For this house, the limbs that did crash down provided me with some easy greenery for decorating, some mistletoe, etc.

We also found some more ceiling leaks - likely due to ice back up on roofing or something. The temp. is now in high 50's. Was it a dream, the anesthesia? Nope, Christmas is a coming and I am behind on all the musts now (shopping, cooking, etc.). Fa la la.

The wood burning range pic

2005-12-11T21:51:00.000-05:00

2005-12-11T21:49:00.000-05:00

Again, testing - here's the 4 pics: Livingroom, kitchen (the stove is IN), dining room, and front foyer.

Trial with new camera...testing

2005-12-11T21:42:00.000-05:00

Gardens, Red Shoes, and Friends -Oh My

2005-12-02T23:48:00.000-05:00

I am having 2 of my favorite college friends (from 1973!) coming for brunch Sunday, and I have so many undone projects scattered about. The Christmas decorations are strewn hither and yon (versus looking pulled together), boxes crammed with stuff in every room, china and glass piled on every surface in dining room, curtains incomplete, restorations incomplete, etc. Oh well, I just wish I could have the house looking good so they will understand how much I love this old house, and why I talk about it so much!

Today I went to buy cedar chips for dog run, and ended up buying two Emerald Arborvitae too. I plan to wrap them with little white lights and put on either side of front door. Then, after Christmas I want to plant them and try pruning / cutting them to form spiral topiary. Parents asked what I wanted to Christmas and I think I am going to tell them I would like a garden expert to come to my house and tutor me on how to tend the gardens. I really don't know how to deal with the master gardener / professional /beautiful landscape - and want to learn what's out there and how to nurture it all.

My desk is now in sunroom, with full wall of windows overlooking the gardens and yard. I spend a lot of time simply looking at the gardens from my desk, enjoying the colors, the birds, etc. Was surfing to look up bird information, and stumbled on the National Wildlife Federation's "Backyard Wildlife Habitat" site. Ended up sending in application for certification. I have so much to learn, and their site has already helped me to think about providing for wildlife while maintaining and working on the gardens.

The last bit of daily news, I bought some red clogs today! I did not need them, so why?

'How can you say that I'm too old,

when the angels have stolen my red shoes...
Oh I used to be disgusted and now I try to be amused.

But since their wings have got rusted, you know,

the angels wanna wear my red shoes."

(remember Elvis Costello?)

My philosophy is no one can feel low or less than perky if wearing RED SHOES and I want to feel frolicky, zesty, happy, center yet perky as I slide into the holidays and encounter old man winter.

Which Flower are You? - Quizilla

2005-11-29T19:27:00.000-05:00

Which Flower are You? - Quizilla

You are an Iris:

You are logical, analytical, dignified, and wise.
You are studious by nature and may prefer books
to people. You tend to be a serious person but
are capable of making others laugh with your
dry sense of humor. Friends always benefit from
your advice.

Symbolism: Over the centuries the iris has come to
symbolize faith, wisdom, hope, and promise in
love.

Which Flower are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Update - A bit of this and that (post Thanksgiving)

2005-11-28T16:18:00.000-05:00

I still don't have any pictures to post, and I swore I'd hold off updating till I had some photos to share. But, I wanted to update just to keep myself apprised of progress (or lack thereof). Thanksgiving was wonderful, it was the first time in many years that I did not have a long list of 'musts' and really enjoyed a relaxed visit with my brother and his family. Plus, they are great cooks. On the downside, we have no 'leftovers' cramming the fridge for post-holiday snacking.

My brother gave me a belated birthday present - A Toolbox, stuffed with an awe inspiring assortment of tools! He said he'd noticed my helter-skelter assemblage of tools his last visit, and the rather pathetic attempt at storage (in shoe boxes, cans, baskets, etc.). I feel like I am making great strides toward official 'handy womanhood' status. He then gave me a tour of his newest shop purchases, and we discussed just what sort of power saw would be best given my needs (and abilities).

Upon return home I decided to go ahead and paint the fireplace mantle and wood trim in my bedroom. It's not fancy, and already had been painted horrid yucky dirty brown. So I painted it all white - and the room looks so much cleaner now. I am not yet ready to tackle removing the wallpaper until I can afford what I want to replace it with (and also note lots of chipped paint to be scraped above trim - like 10 feet up above trim to ceiling). So then I painted an old rocking chair white, and (as it so often goes) that lead to new window treatments (battenburg lace) and ditto changed to battenburg and antique bed linens (I'd had these packed away for years).

Onto son's room. The windows are odd sized, so to make-do (no $ for made to order) I'd put up blinds (longest ones I could find) but that left about a 9" gap at the top. I figured I'd do a valance and no one would notice. Well, he (teenager) would prefer solid back walls and black shutters to halt any light from filtering in when he's sleeping till noon. Oh, his room is a corner room, with 6 huge windows and the lightest room in house. So to compromise (no silly valance) I have 2 of 6 (thus far) navy "shades" with button holes at top where I put in ties - which will tie up to look like a valance (and let in light). Very simple, I'd seem similar at Pottery Barn.

Rain = information. The back stoop seems to slope toward the door, so water puddles and seeps in. And is also messing the door up (this is a beautiful old old door). Not good. And there are no outlets out side - so how am I to put up the outdoor lights with no power source (unless I run extension cord through the mail slot to outdoors - ummm, no). I have not yet tried the 2 fireplaces after the men worked on chimneys. Will wait till I have others around in case we start the house ablaze and I need help to extinguish fire / call fire dept). But the parging is not falling in with the rain, so that seems a good sign.

I also noticed the spigots aren't coming from wall of house. They (I have 3 - at least) sprout from a pipe in ground, so unsure if wrapping them with insulation is enough to prepare for freeze. That's enough news for now.

Decorating, not ripping up carpet, oh well.

2005-11-23T12:03:00.000-05:00

Just a quick update, and I am happily decorating for Christmas without the angst of having a slew of Thanksgiving preparations (we are going to my brothers!). All the while, unpacking from rental storage - and it seems like Christmas morning with each box I unpack. My grandmother's and mother's heirlooms have been packed away for years it seems, since restoration began on the last house even. And I sit and reminisce over the china, photo's, cut glass, etc. etc. up to the point of feeling overwhelmed. I thought I'd have 'enough' room in this house - but I want to showcase each splendid set, and it's rather mind boggling. Maybe it's because I am an 'army brat' but this home seems special, and my treasures seem destined to breathe here.

Of course, it's getting full fast. I'm trying to maintain (at least) a sense of similar color in each room. The front "living" parlor will be zestful with an old fashioned Christmas decor. Greenery, ribbons, a tree decorated with all angel ornaments. Lively. The other front parlor (was to be my library, ha) looks more like a tearoom, blues and white. So keeping the decor whites (white poinsettia's, white linens, and white and clear glass). The dining room is rich with maroon and creams. The kitchen is homey, exp. with the green and white old stove. Hand thrown pottery, etc.

Yet, behind sofas are boxes stuffed with books, the sun room is jammed with boxes too. And (sigh) the roof still leaks (thanks for trying guys) as I found out (though we've had torrential rains lately). By the way, how do people part with family heirlooms? My family already decided what they wanted, and I still end up with so many treasures. What to do? And still so much to unpack. Maybe I should open a bed and breakfast (with a different old house). Off to bake a cherry cobbler. Cheers.

Finally, the workmen came! Progress=Relief

2005-11-18T19:51:00.000-05:00

The 2 workmen who'd helped restore my last house arrived bright and early this morning! They worked like Trojans till around 5:00, and did: repaired the tin roof of main house = no more pots on oriental rugs when it rains (to return to do front porch roof later), fixed 2 chimneys (rah, now I can have fires in 2 front parlors), repaired damaged area under house where brick foundation had been removed by PO to install new air/heat venting, got the "pup tent" in fenced dog area tightened up and battened down (they have dog houses, but seem to prefer dog-camping-scene), installed the 2 security floodlights (motion sensor, manual turn on, and timer for auto turn off - oh my), lugged in the wood burning 100 year old range I have about 90% restored (wanted it in before cold cold weather). It looks wonderful in the kitchen (though not vented yet, they lugged the 500 lb. monster in), wrapped some pipes too. The roofing - huge sigh of relief. They feel it will get me through this winter just fine without resorting to new roof.

Happy happy, joy joy. These guys are wonderful, uncomplaining and able to do nearly anything I ask (and do it right, they did almost all the work on other house). Cost me total of $250.00 for their labor! I HOPE to get some pics up soon. The stuff they did was stuff I would not, could not undertake myself. I will be scraping bead-board ceilings where water damage occurred and repaint myself, finish stove restoration, etc. But I felt like hugging those guys when they left.

What's the best camera for posting blog pics?

2005-11-07T17:19:00.000-05:00

That's the basic question: what's the best camera for posting on blogs? I use the 'throw away' types, get a disk made when pics sent to be developed, and get them online that way. But I am interested to know what others have found works for them.

Not much happening at the new (old) house. I am still sick, lots of wild and fanciful dreams about the house - but things at a standstill. See MD Wednesday. I am hoping for a cure for the lack of energy, pneumonia-feeling, brain numb disease which has me wiped out.

I have been getting excited about decorating for our first Christmas here - this house seems to whisper "garlands, trees, red ribbons..." to me already. Even when I lived in a 4 room house I had 3 trees up - An 'angel tree' and a 'teddy bear tree' and a 'candy, gingerbread man, popcorn, tree' (in kitchen). Feverishly, Jane

A Christmas Present (ahem) and a Warning

2005-11-02T15:11:00.000-05:00

I received an early Christmas gift today - a cute little Leaf Blower (made by Weed Eater - which caused some brief confusion upon first oohing and ahhing). No, I had no idea I wanted or needed one! Then a stern discussion followed regarding auctions, ebay, and similar cavorting which erodes the funds. Of course he is right, I am wrong. But, but, but that cute little bed....

We went to get load of bricks (75% off) but of course they were totally sold out. So cut wood for base for where stove will sit in kitchen (afraid it may be too heavy and fall through regular flooring, so installing extra planking to bear weight). He put up a cute old glass knobbed robe hook in the master bath, and moved some more furniture hither and yon.

I have been instructed to get the stove polished and ready by friday, blow with leaf blower on porch, deck, and stoop, and of course - the no auctioning, no ebaying. Oh well, I'll have more time for my quilting perhaps. Maybe I'll get some new pics this weekend. That's not too expensive, is it?

I could just sit and think and think all day it seems...

2005-11-01T19:09:00.000-05:00

Surprise, the fellas did not show up friday to "look" at the roof (look = fix). Then I rammed my head into a cabinet and saw stars for the next 6 hours, with 3 day headache to follow. On the plus side, dear dad brought a product called "white lightening" which literally melted the 100 years of black gook encrusted on the cast iron wood burning range. We went to local hardware store and purchased Rutland Stove Polish (For use on cast iron, and says "Restore the beauty of your antique cast iron stove..."). This will go on the unpainted areas.

I am working on a quilt square for a quilt to be auctioned off for Brain Tumor research (www.meningiomamommas.com). I've been slow to finish up the second, third coat of paint in the kitchen, but did haul another load of boxes from storage today. Of course I found the box of Halloween Decorations and another marked Easter Decorations.

There is another auction this weekend, and a walking tour of artist studios. The little bed upper left is to be auctioned.

Getting ready for cold weather in the new (old) house

2005-10-26T06:29:00.000-05:00

We've been greeted with temps in the low 30's the last 2 days. We have a workman to come look at the tin roof friday afternoon, hoping to at least patch if necessary till we can get new roof. Ditto for chimney repair (fellow to check 2 of them friday). In the meantime, I've fired up our 2 old "Comfort Glow" blue flame gas wall heaters (just like grandma had in her old farm house) to check how well they work. A man from gas company checked them when we moved in, but it's the first time I have actually started them up. And they do indeed warm the back nooks and crannies of the old house. Plus, we are fortunate to have a new heat and air system, and the gnarly old wood stove I am in midst of restoring. I feel we will be in good shape for cold weather.

Since it's our first winter here, I am clueless as what to expect re. our heating bills. In the meantime, I am almost finished with painting the kitchen. The wood stove should be ready to move into kitchen friday (as I need the workmen to help move it). If I can find a camera I'll post pics. The usual - things are a mess here - while the work is getting done.

I found this picture of stove, exactly like mine, that was "restored"

2005-10-20T13:24:00.000-05:00

I found this picture on www.antiqueappliances.com showing
"my" stove which they'd restored. A Roman Eagle, from
Athens, Georgia, which they dated 1881. I am not planning to
lose the original enamel on mine or repaint, but still scrubbing
away to clean the monster. Still looking for information about
the company and any diagrams re. this stove.

Not house related. Just thinking 'bout my life.

2005-10-20T12:31:00.000-05:00

I am in aimless mode, with a "House To Do List" (2 copies printed in case I lose 1) beside my computer. And a "Life To Do List" dancing in my head. A friend died from breast cancer last week, a friend's father died a few weeks ago, another hurricane readies to devour homes and send families adrift, my 'house for sale' was vandalized last weekend, my dogs escaped their fence again, I have so little money for the month due to buying the stove, and I seem to be able to only stand akimbo - and strive mightily simply to maintain some semblance of normalcy each day.

I visit another site daily, http://www.meningiomamommas.org. For people that have been diagnosed with meningioma brain tumors. Someone asked the question "how many craniotomies have you had?" Answers ranged from 1-5. I posted, as I have had 12. Twelve big nasty neurosurgeries. Two brain tumors removed, and lots of complications. After doing professional counseling / therapy for years, counseling victims of trauma and abuse, feeling I was fulfilling a calling - I could no longer work and was issued disability. I felt I was making a difference in the world. I pray and meditate now to accept what comes, accept my Higher Power's will for me. It seems so vague, ambiguous, unclear. What is my calling now?

I wonder as I work on this house if I am becoming too focused on material things. I am frustrated that my energy is so lousy, that it takes days to recover from some physical exertion. I feel I am given too many gifts from family and friends, undeserved. I am in awe of this new old house daily - as it was a gift from my father. A dream fulfilled of owning an old home, a home with history and roots. Yet it is still scary for me to dream and have hope for a future, as I have lived so many years with the life and death scares regarding my brain tumors and complications. I watch summer wane and autumn creep in, and am simply amazed I am still alive - and think "...to everything there is a season...".

I Got The Stove!

2005-10-16T09:04:00.000-05:00

As pictured in last post, it's a cast iron, wood burning stove, with six round things to cook on, plus the warmers. White front with green trim enamel. Made by "Roman Eagle" out of Athens Georgia. All the pieces were with it, included kindling inside for the next meal I suppose! It is beautiful. I had my 'limit' for bidding in my head, but it flew out the window (with all reasoning) as the bidding progressed. Almost 3 times what I had hoped for (bargain hunter that I am) but I am so thrilled. Getting it home was a miracle, but we managed to snag 3 teenage boys playing basketball across the street - and they then called 2 more teens - and they finally wrestled it to the porch.

My kitchen has a hole in ceiling where wood stove was once used, but when heat and air was installed the vent is right under that part of ceiling. Will wait till we get roof to have the stove installed for use (though I am not looking to be using it to bake, just a comforting thought to have it if the price of heating skyrockets). Either move the hole in ceiling or reconfigure heating/air vent.

I also bought a small mahogany coffee table at auction that will go well with thrift shop couch, for a mere $3.00. And as I began to panic for blowing a wad on the stove, I got a $200.00 refund in the mail from orthodontist when I checked mail yesterday - as I'd paid too much for downpayment for son's braces. I do NOT have this sort of luck, and felt perhaps the Gods are smiling on me for a bit.

Other details - I took off all knobs in from kitchen cabinets and drawers so I can paint cabinets semi-gloss white (still using the freebie paints donated from family and friends). I want to put green glass knobs and handles on - and saw some on ebay (none in any stores in the area).

By the way, any tips on cleaning the stove is appreciated, as (per usual) I have never done this before. Can you tell I am ecstatic?

2005-10-11T12:15:00.000-05:00

This is a stove up for auction this weekend. What do you think?

Hurray for Dad!

2005-10-10T18:26:00.000-05:00

Dad arrived very bright and early this morning, therefore we finished the kitchen floor, finished the molding (perfect cuts), and then organized and cleaned out the lower part of the barn.

After all the work, he said it makes you realize how much of the house was done so helter-skelter (fitting molding, tiling, etc.). Happy, happy with so much done today - and when dad left I continued to preen and clean around the house. Thank you dad!!

The tiles, the tub, the teeth - Oh My!

2005-10-06T17:53:00.000-05:00

Just started laying out the linoleum tiles in kitchen today. Which led me to crawl under the house for first time (I am so slack) to cut off water to refrigerator ice maker. The insulation under the house is falling out - but gee, I did spy a huge heap of old old bricks which will be great to use for a garden walkway. Ever get to the point you don't want to do anything because one thing leads to more problems. As when I decided to clean (really clean) my son's bathroom a few days ago, and while scrubbing the shower saw tiny little hairline cracks in the surround and floor. OK. I did not want to know about that right now. I am for the moment pretending I did not see anything - knowing I must deal with it soon. Soon, as I must deal with getting new roof (it's raining again here), have fireplaces fixed, and new molding for kichen. Did I mention I took son to orthodontist yesterday? $4850.00 for 24 months of braces, not including the 3 extractions the family dentist must do. I actually looked at the Home Depot site to see if part time workers get a discount on goods sold there (thinking I could earn extra bucks and get discount on house stuff). Who cares if I have MA in Clinical Counseling. My birthday is this month and all I want is flood lights for back yard. It's come to this.

Update

2005-09-30T22:49:00.000-05:00

Reluctantly decided to go with 12x12 linoleum squares for kitchen as "anything would look better than what's there now" was general consensus. Dark green marble seemed best way to hide the dirt. Am on 2nd borrowing of weed-eaters, and planning to spend weekend doing some serious yard trimming and hauling off stuff to get lean outline of garden. Tiles: Kinda concerned about green floor, but it was only color they had enough of for our needs - and tired of putting it off. It's a temporary fix anyway. Will be toiling between footballs games - such is life with these macho males. Meanwhile, linoleum tiles all over kitchen to acclimate to temperature. The yard - mine, all mine, and hoping the heavy duty weed-eater will work better than last lighter weight one. And composting - that's a whole other topic - but all seems to be going swimmingly thus far.

Home from Savannah

2005-09-27T09:06:00.000-05:00

Savannah Walking Tours, Private Walking Tours & Small Group Tours

Just home from 4 wonderful days in Savannah. I likely drove friends crazy with my continual comments like "oh, I have that in my house" or "that's exactly what I want to do in my foyer" etc. We started with a private walking tour with wonderful guide Bobby Davis (link above). He asked our interests, then did a focused tour on what we noted. A great way to set the tone, and a wonderful, congenial, informative guide (highly recommend).

I found the type of stenciling I want to do in one of the bedrooms at (of all places) The Cathedral of St. John The Baptist. I did not get a close up pic of the design, nor did I find any book at local shops that showed that specific interior area of Cathedral. The Cathedral was beautiful, and we went back Sunday afternoon to listen to (massive) pipe organ performance.

My head is full of ideas and images from the trip, and I must say we covered a tremendous amount of ground. It was interesting to see this city while undergoing the start of home restoration. I'd been to Savannah twice before, but funny how interests change! More later as memories pop up.

My first party at the new (old) house!

2005-09-21T08:59:00.000-05:00

A success! Amazing what a lot of flowers can do to set the mood, plus good food, and great family and friends. I found my stepmother taking pictures of the decor and rooms, so I KNOW I had pulled it off (pulling together a 'home' without YET renovation or restoration). I rearranged furniture, crammed closets full of boxes, and bought more and more flowers to set out everywhere. Used the good china too!

A dear one said "You've set the bar high for future parties." I was amazed how it all fell into place too. We walked through the gardens, and others shared their knowledge on trees, flowers, etc. I need to find how to label the different plantings so I can remember what is what later. I got an offer from my nephew (that just got BA from Appalachian) to return and help 'work' (loved the offer, but told him to just bring himself and girlfriend down for a fun visit).

I continue to work in garden (weed, rake, etc.) much, it's so therapeutic now that the heat index is not 110-115. Having a friend in for lunch tomorrow - I feel so festive with extending these invitations to drop in. I will try to post some pictures soon. Cheers.

How to restore with zero budget (sigh)

2005-09-16T15:54:00.000-05:00

Still no 'movement' (per realtor talk) on my other house, so I am STILL too broke to begin any project requiring funds. I am fiddling with left over paint, old fabric, etc. but this is not renovating. This is fiddling. And this week I happened across a nice, nice camel back sofa (mahogany legs) at a local thrift store which I could NOT pass up. And I am heading to Savannah next weekend with a friend (we're taking a tour of homes, architecture). I am an oldish) woman, way too old to throw caution to the wind and yell 'road trip' - but that is exactly how I feel - to take a trip with hardly any money, loading the car with music and sacks of food.

So, how to restore with zero budget? Well, like with my last house I have a great 'wish-idea' sketchbook stuffed with sketches, articles, photos, etc., so when my ship comes in I am ready to sail. In the meantime, I am in the yard much, hi ho, with a shovel, a rake, a hoe.

2005-09-12T11:42:00.000-05:00

This is the renovation I did on my other house (now for sale). I want the same for this new (old) house. At least I know the nitty gritty of the work involved.

Thanks to HouseBlogs for giving out hope and inspiration!

2005-09-07T23:23:00.000-05:00

Part of my lack of tackling renovations is due to wanting to get Farmer's Home Loan for this house, and knowing how they are sticklers for bringing things up to code first and foremost. They could care less about the wallpaper, paint, etc. So am trying to sit on my hands and not spend bucks knowing a new roof, likely updated electrical stuff, more attic ventilation, etc. etc. are going to have to be done before FHA will even consider this house as acceptable. Like the stove ventilation (or lack thereof) and why when I run the washing machine I hear sloshing near kitchen sick drain. And my other house is still on market (the one I DID do major restoration on ) - which nearly priced it out of the neighborhood market.

So today I did yard work. I got 14 cinder blocks fitted into trunk of volvo and made a make-shift barrier for dogs. Thanks for the input regarding how I might manage the beasts. I need more cinder blocks, at least 2 more trunk fulls. And digging and cementing will resume. I must add, they are not barkers per se, only if someone comes onto the property. But after a comment I do wonder if they think my dogs are the howlers (these are hound dogs baying late at night down the street). I must admit I'd be miffed if my dogs did bark and were a nuisance too.

So today I pulled weeds, trimmed branches from the red bug trees hiding the house from street, dug out grass growing between cement walkways, etc. Planted some mums as a wild act to give the front area a spot of color. Once I have the front in order I plan to tackle the potting shed / greenhouse - clean it out and get my tools ready for renewed zest for gardening. It's become overgrown over the summer. but should not be too hard to remedy. I envision a vegetable garden next spring, and the po's left their fine compostor ripe for use.

I hit the library this week and got 2 books on bungalows (Updating Bungalows and Bungalow Style), a book called The Bedford Boys (how town lost 22 young men at D-Day and thereafter), Sue Monk Kidd's The Mermaid Chair, The Smart Approach to Window Decor, and finally The Flower Garden Bible (plus a bio on Jimi Hendrix for my son).

I feel like I have met a second family of enthusiasts via houseblog, and am forever grateful for the energy and enthusiasm I read daily to keep plugging away. Once my other house sells I will have a few more bucks to get serious with my intentions. In the meantime, I can do yard work and dream. And just for a last note, my licensure did go though, so am still (renewed in time) a Licensed Professional Counselor with added credentials to diagnose and treat serious mental illnesses. Yahoo and whew.

"I'm gonna shoot yer dogs" (howdy neighbor)

2005-09-06T09:20:00.000-05:00

The dogs are my albatross - no matter what we do the last 'refugee' dog we took in is a digger and escapes. I am SICK of the money spent on the new fence to no avail, the cement and bricks we have dug ad nauseum surrounding and under fence. She digs. And so she and other dog got out and were barking at neighbors walking, and the old man said "I'm gonna shoot yer dogs." Now, I had never met these sweet neighbors 2 doors down, and my dogs are barkers but not maulers (except the one who is too big to get out).

I apologized, and the dogs have been in back room ever since - till I can muster energy to do something more to fence. What? Of course getting rid of (insert cuss word) dogs is not an option.
I am sorry the dogs scared the folks, but gee - how warm the neighborhood feels right now. How caring. Nothing new on house. Been ill - seems we picked up virus on trip, and the dogs and neighbors bummed me out. And the horror from Katrina makes all my blues seem insignificant.

Back from Veterans Reunion

2005-08-28T20:59:00.000-05:00

Here's what was on front page of The Bismarck Tribune today (we are back home now)"

'These Are The Men'
By Virginia Grantier Bismarck Tribune

The 67 men, many in their late 50s, looked like average-Joe tourists, in their T-shirts and jeans - living the good life as they disembarked from a riverboat cruise near Meriwether's Restaurant on Friday.

But James Lay, a 78-year-old South Carolina man who was with them Saturday, saw something profoundly different when he looked at them. "These are the men,"he said.
They were his men, almost 40 years ago, when they were sent to Vietnam and he was their colonel. And they weren't the cooks, or the drivers or in other support roles.
They were the ones deep in the jungle, the infantry who threw the hand grenades, shot the M-16s, lived in the foxholes, sometimes went without drinking water, sometimes went 40 days without a bath. They lived through ambushes, sometimes in pieces, lying injured, like Gene Murphy. Murphy had to endure hours of pain from numerous gunshot wounds after the morphine supply ran out in the midst of a 14-hour battle with enemy soldiers.
"That's the type of men you're looking at, " he said. "I want you to know who you're looking at."
He said he had an inner profound feeling he couldn't quite explain, something similar to being in church. "There's a mystique,"he said.

The veterans converged from many states on Bismarck this weekend for a reunion of the 1st Battalion of the 12 Infantry Regiment of the 4th Infantry Division, which was deployed to Vietnam in 1966. Its soldiers were rotated in and out of the country until 1970. Dave Kraft, of Bismarck, the only local person in the group, said people from 26 states were at the weekend reunion.

Some of them hadn't seen each other since they had returned home.
Some veterans paused when asked why. It seems that wanting to forget about what happened over there is a part of it. But then they started having these reunions, decades later, and they're finding out how the importance of reconnecting.

"Idon't know how to put in words,"said Candy Wingo of Wills Point, Texas, whose husband, Jerry Hollister, is a veteran. "It's one of the most important things to these guys - getting together and sharing." Hollister remembers being called a "baby-killer"after he returned home and was walking through the Seattle and Denver airports. "I was embarrassed,"said Hollister, who recalls not confronting the hecklers.

This weekend he was with people who understand - really understand. He and four others who were in the same platoon were celebrating their first get-together in 38 years.
They stood together, a unit again, near the Missouri River as they talked about their memories of each other when they were young soldiers. The Company B Platoon:Douglas Philipps, 59, now a Wisconsin logger. He was the one in the platoon with great axe skills, they remember.
Melvin A. Faber, 60, of Iowa, could pack in (on his back) more than anyone, they said. And Faber, a sergeant, was later honored with a Bronze Star, but refusd to accept it if his men couldn't get one, too. So he didn't get his medal. The third platoon member, James McMillion, 59, of Arizona, could make anything out of things found in the field. He was the platoon's hardware store, they said. Kevin Watson, 58, of California, the baby of the group, was the entertainer, and Hollister, 59, of Texas, who had had two years of college prior to serving in Vietnam, was the "old man" the others looked up to, they said.

Platoon members remembered some funny times, too, like the time a 9-foot-long python was killed and a lieutenant with more adventurous taste buds than his soldiers' ordered them to cook it over their heat tablets and eat it. "The longer we chewed it, the bigger it got,"said a platoon member about eating what tasted like burned tire.

They talk in dates. For this platoon, the date they most remember is July 12 -when 80 soldiers walked into an ambush of more than 1,000 North Vietnamese regular soldiers. Many didn't walk out. For another reunion attendee, Charles Hawkins, of Georgia, the date is March 20. That's the day in 1968 Hawkins, second lieutenant of Company A, was ambushed - and 43 men out of 127 were killed. Hawkins' wife, Jane, remembers when he was supposed to take an R and R after six months but wouldn't because he didn't want to leave his men. When he did take one after nine months, he didn't sleep well. She remembers when a car backfiried and he not only hit the ground but crawled under the car, and she remembers praying he would get over the war's impact on him.

Charles Hawkins went on to be a successful owner of a company, and never thought about the war having an impact on him. But recently in the last year he has changed his mind about that and is getting help. A nurse recently suggested to him that he had over the years "alcoholized" and kept busy to avoid thinking about the war. He agrees with her. He was asked if he had friends, and he has begun to realize that he doesn't. There's a Bible group of friends who invite him to things but he never reciprocates.

Why doesn't he make friends? "I don't make friends. They get killed,"he said.
Hawkins still has his diary from that time. It has shrapnel in it. He remembers it having shrapnel in it because he left it outside the bunker. Afellow soldier reminds him it got shrapnel in it when Hawkins was doing a heroic deed. Hawkins tears up when he relates the recent comments of a long-ago medic under his command. The medic told him that when he, the medic, started his stint in Vietnam, he planned to just get by, that he had his marijuana and drugs, and would do just enough so he wouldn't get court-martialed. But that didn't happen. Instead, Hawkins "made a man out of him,"the medic told Hawkins.

Hawkins can't go on for a minute. There was the time one of his soldiers went crazy, starting shooting his gun, and Hawkins was able to get the gun away from him. In attending these reunions, he's been able to reconnect with people who remember these various incidents and fill in the holes. "He is talking about it, relaxing ... being able to face things,"said Jane Hawkins about the reunion's impact on him. He plans to attend more.

Theresa Hiemstra, wife of veteran Donald Hiemstra, said her husband is talking more to her about his war experiences since attending the reunions. So far, only a handful have attended one or more of the reunions. Roger Hill, the battalion's historian, said there have been only three reunions now since returning home,. The first was in 2000. And so far, only about 125 soldiers out of the about 4,500 battalion members have participated. They are trying to hold the reunions at different locations in the country so they can reach out to more of them.
In two years, there will be another reunion in San Antonio, Texas.

There goes my day off (ha) - but it's still Paradise

2005-08-21T15:43:00.000-05:00

Just checking on my son, riding the tractor to mow the 'yard' - and I noticed 2 of the 3 dogs loose. Pup is a digger. Soooooo - mixing concrete and laying bricks deep under and around inner and outer fence. Sweat through and through, but felt good to do some physical work (sort of). And stood to notice, and ohh and ahhh over the 100's of monarch butterflies flying amidst the bushes. Thank you, PO, for the garden - so woefully untended by me - for the sight was awesome to behold. Last time I saw so many monarch butterflies was on TV show. Cement setting up, and I am calming down. Back to history project.

Finishing the Oral History Project

2005-08-20T22:59:00.000-05:00

Nam

I am preparing to leave for Bismarck, ND to meet the vets from 1966-67 Vietnam, 4th Infantry Division 1/12 ("Red Warriors"), and HOPEFULLY be able to complete the long journey of gathering information for publication. I am not quite ready, and am in midst of copying old slides, finding folders, etc. and being in throes of move (still) makes my research just that much more scattered. Luckily, the boxes make for good make-shift tables and desks!

Selling My Other House

2005-08-14T02:43:00.000-05:00

We put the house I'd lived in before on the market about 3 weeks ago. Decided to 'sell by owner' so we end up driving over often to show interested parties the house. So this morning I was there at 9:00 am to show the house, and I am so aware how differently people look at a home purchase. Some ask lots and lots of questions, others ask no questions. Others just make comments, and some share their life history. This morning the woman that looked at house wanted to know how the 'running' was in the area. That was her single question. Beats the s*&t out of me - as I have not 'run' anywhere in years unless something was chasing me or the kid or dogs were loose.

Which also reminds me how I asked so few questions regarding THIS house and relied on the inspection report as to buy or not. And when I find things that are definitely NOT okay with this house, I find I do feel ire toward the past owners. They 'disclosed' zilch, and I figure they had to notice the leaking porch, and pond that forms by front corner of house when it rains due to missing tip of roof. The exhaust fan in kitchen that exhausts right in your face when cooking.

At least I know my little house that's for sale is a good ol' house. We put lots of work and love in that house, and I'm proud to pass it on. I know that house intimately. We knocked walls out, added a room, new kitchen and bath, orange shag carpet ripped out and wood floors done, on and on. But who knew I'd need to know about the best route to run and jog?

2005-08-11T15:24:00.000-05:00

Mission Style Console Table

Just another thursday afternoon

2005-08-11T14:50:00.000-05:00

Thanks for the helpful comments on the fireplace. Actually it's got gas logs...as 2 of the 4 fireplaces in house. I am just concerned the entire thing will cave in - so will likely pursue finding repair/solution without having to spend megabucks. Still must have new roof put on - and am saving toward that goal. Part of house has original (meaning very old, 1910-1920-ish) tin roof, and HOPE to get metal/tin same style. Seems roof was patched in 3 stages - original roof, lots of repairs done poorly and then a really poor job done on back porch (which was enclosed). I know now what the importance of 'pitch' is to the dwelling in regards to water damage.

Finished curtains in dining room. What I envisioned will remain (alas) a 'vision' dancing in my head. Instead, in reality it now looks like is a southern bordello parlor. It is finished for now (cause I'm tired of thinking about it and want to check it off list). Later I will take the 3 layers down and strip white paint off great wood edges. Those are also about the only 2 windows that sashes (rope, etc) are NOT torn or broken. The ivy wall paper clashes dreadfully with the oriental carpet I put in there, so when I strip paper I will strip paint too (that's the plan).

I bought a little table at Target. I thought it would be big enough for desk, but too small (but works fine by front door in front hallway). Why do I feel like I am so busy all the time and nothing looks much better. The kitchen cannot be dealt with till I have more money, I am still hauling clothes and clutter to Goodwill and Hospice, but I am still surrounded by unpacked boxes, a whole room of hammers, screws, parts of plumbing, lighting stuff, wires, paint, brushes, rolls of plastic, on and on. When at loose ends I clean windows for entertainment. How's that for bold?

1 step forward, how many steps back?

2005-08-05T13:26:00.000-05:00

Sitting in the front room, I kept hearing something falling into the fireplace. The inspection report did mention something about lousy "parging" - of course I did not know what that meant. Got flashlight out, peered up flue, and starting pulling wads of newspaper from chimney flue (newspaper dated 1991). Then lots (and lots) of mortar, pieces of brick, etc. starting raining down. As I have 4 fireplaces, I think I may be in for a major headache as colder weather approaches.

On the plus side, the dog fence is finally up. Keeping fingers crossed the animals don't find way to dig out (at least for tonight). Seminar finished, hours received for license renewal (rah). Feel like I can focus on house business again.

2005-08-02T20:05:00.000-05:00

REJUVENATION Catalogue Item 6628 (rejuvenation.com). I love this Cup and Soap Dish Set.

School Daze

2005-08-02T19:46:00.000-05:00

My attention is diverted from "house" to week long seminar to acquire CEUs for professional licensure. Dream Therapy, Gangs, Addiction (3 days down, 3 to go). However, I did stick the new Rejuvenation 2005 Resource Guide Catalog in my bookbag, and found lots of "wants" to add to my list today (see soap dish/cup set). Fence to be installed thursday (hallelujah).

A little of this and that

2005-07-30T23:13:00.000-05:00

The dogs are STILL inside - the fence company person in charge is supposed to be back. PLEASE let there be a fence installed within the week!

Had a 'free day' but ended up taking measurements for building cornices for dining room. The velvet windows need a touch of 'oomph' to get the formal look I want. And dragged oriental carpet from living room to dining room and brought in aged, threadbare turkish rug into livingroom (lighter colors and larger rug). Now have foyers full of paintcans, tools, baseboards, molding, etc.

The kitchen is such a mess I ate cucumbers and cookies today - rather than cook. The previous owner installed a hood over stove - and all it does to 'vent' is make noise. There is no filter, and no vent-activity at all. And it's yuck 70s harvest gold while other appliances black (and my new white fridge). Started taking off doors to cabinets - but thinking all the while to just replace with basic cabinets I can install self from home depot. These look like they were donated by boyscout troop trying for woodworking merit badges - yikes.

Starting tomorrow I have week long workshops to get needed ceu's for professional licensure renewal. Not looking forward to it - but it must be done. Hopefully will get pics up soon on house projects (promises promises). My father bought me some cans of 'Great Stuff" (Insulating Foam Sealant) which promises to fill, seal, insulate and is #1 selling foam sealant in the world. The pantry closet is fluffy for PO using this to seal gaps, and I simply want to fill in a few gaps in misc. closets to hope it discourages critters and insulate. We put up drywall in one interior closet - but it's the small gaps that concern me - esp. holes where pipes are under counters in sink (kichen and both bathrooms). Who knows - but this stuff looks like fun. Anyone every used it?

First Local Auction

2005-07-29T00:25:00.000-05:00

Attended first local auction - and was sorely taken by purchasing a fake Roseville Wall Pocket. Should have known better, but arrived late and could not see details from back of room. Was to be a gift for brother who collects the stuff, but he'd be appalled. Live and learn some more.

Ending a heatwave...

2005-07-27T22:30:00.000-05:00

The weather advisory has noted health warnings for days now, heat index 105-110. Everyone says "I was wringing wet" if they did anything outdoors. So I have been 'chilling' and cleaning. Am to get 2 new living room chairs friday, and also head to family warehouse - all the stuff stored from family that had no room for it, etc. and pick out the dining room furniture I want. So am trying to get the dining room cleared - as it has been repository for all the baseboards, tacked on boards to door frames, etc. Basically looks like lumber salvage yard.

I will post a picture of the chewed through fence. My big dog did tear his snout pretty good due to his perseverance. I live in a small southern town, peaceful, nice - and the small town I moved from is often described as Mayberry-ish. The security stems from overzealous and protective family, and it's a battle I chose not to take issue with. I feel safe. Though I felt fine with just the dogs. Fence eater is part lab, part golden retriever, part chow - but went to school to learn to guard my son when he was toddler. He is very obedient, and I don't know why he hated his new fence. They came inside throughout day anyway. I shall trust his intuition, and plan to put new fence in different area. He is alpha dog to other 2 dogs, so if he is antsy they all are antsy. All 3 dogs still thrilled with being inside (still waiting on fence).

I am to do research on cleaning these old vents. There are blow vents and then intake vents, and they look filthy. I have been told they do not need filters, but my son is sneezing and coughing since we moved in. MD said likely allergies to bunny PO had living inside, but I have scoured and scoured to rid of that dander. Wonder if the vents need cleaning. They look big enough for me to climb into - though I'd rather not.

I need to stop saying "I'm stripping" when people ask what I've been up to. I just assume they know I mean stripping paint, but by their reactions I think they jump to an obscene conclusion.

House Blogs

2005-07-26T23:22:00.000-05:00

Here is the image, though am clueless how to post it on the right side of the page. Not only do I feel inept with the house issues, but now I feel like chucking the computer out the window too.

My One Power Tool

2005-07-26T20:24:00.000-05:00

I own one power tool - a Black & Decker 9.6V drill. Today I found a perfect "bathroom towel ring" and a "toilet paper holder". I must say they look fabulous, white porcelain with metal base. Installed on first try, with no 'whoops' holes drilled.

Still waiting for the professional fence person to contact me, so dogs require walking x4 daily, otherwise remain in house. Poor dogs, poor me. Invested in a heavy duty mop today (not much imagination to figure how these things tie together).

3 pieces of furniture waiting to be refinished - an old small buffet to use in entry hall and 2 old cabinets to use in kitchen. Also got spray paint for metal porch swing and 2 metal chairs from grandmother's house.

Today's shopping frenzy included clothes for son to start school and a new blouse for me - but am more excited about the bathroom accessories and heavy duty mop.

Oh, last night at 12:30 my son decided there was no way he could continue to sleep with the glow in the dark stars on his ceiling (left from PO). Even with ladder could not reach the ceiling so took an old bent curtain rod, caught the corner of each star and plucked them down. Over 60 of the little suckers. (I think I'll make a mobile out of them to hang on the porch).

My desires, ideas, and visions for this house too often outweigh my physical stamina. As I am not supposed to lift anything heavier than a 12-pack of soda - I have to watch my zeal. With 2 brain tumors removed and 12 neurosurgeries, and find if I push it too much I pay for it the next day with horrific headache. It is hard to deal with limitations and find a way to do what I want, without sacrificing health or vision. If there is a will, I find there is always a way.

What has happened to me?

2005-07-24T17:32:00.000-05:00

Invited to the country club by parents - and I realized I had not 'dressed up' in months. Wearing my son's castoff multi-pocketed (handy) shorts, t-shirts, and clogs for weeks, months. Found one semi-ok suit. But my hair, my nails, where is my make-up? Then at the club (I suppose they were struggling to include me in conversation) person turned to me and said to be sure I read the local sunday paper - why? an article all about dealing with insect and critter home infestations.

When did I become this person? Oh, I know - when I moved into this house!

Paint, tin can lids, dogs - oh my!

2005-07-22T21:56:00.000-05:00

I scour the internet for information on restoring bungalows, read books on arts and craftsman style architecture, decorating, etc. However, it dawned on me as I was painting the dreadful yellow horrid kitchen walls a basic white - I am but a dreamer. Why? The kitchen walls are old bead board laid sideways with many layers of paint. I managed to squeeze some caulk into the many nail, screw holes, but some previous owner had patched bigger holes with tin can lids. Really! Did I pry the lids off the wall? Nope, just painted over the suckers. Still trying to convince myself it looks 'quaint.'

3 layers of white paint and the yellow still glows through. I think previous owners stole gallons from road line painters - the color was same color as the "do not pass" yellow line on roads around here. I did pry the base boards off to paint to floor - and am looking at tile linoleum to use to cover plywood floor till I can do desired wood floors.

Why white paint? It was free. I have many half full buckets of paint lovingly given to me from others. I also have 10-12 old windows on front porch (freebies) I envision using when I build in book shelves. Yeah, right.

One last note - the dogs ate through the fence for the 4th time. Big dog (Bear) chomped through the metal like it was no big deal. We are having professional return and install a fence - shoulda named big dog Winston (after Churchill) since Bear's motto seems to be "never, never, never give up."

How to Tell When a Relationship is Over

2005-07-21T11:10:00.000-05:00

How to Tell When a Relationship is Over

Spare time - spend it browsing these clips then. Mental floss for the mind.

Update on misc. topics:

2005-07-21T01:52:00.000-05:00

The bugs: we seem to be winning the battle. Finally.

Painting: One bedroom is complete (for now) re. painting the window seat and window sills.

Kitchen: I must post photo of current condition before I begin, but for the moment I have ladder, paint, brushes, etc. in room ready to begin. This remains the worst room in house aesthetically, and paint will at least make it palatable until funds become available for other improvements. Thinking how to remove upper doors from cabinets, but out frame type area and install glass to show off the china, etc. New knobs will help a bunch too. Still have no ideas (on my budget) how to deal with horrid fake brick, ill fitting linoleum.

I love this house. I am trying to adjust my eye to craftsman style - I am still find myself drawn to cottage, shabby chic styles, and am trying to embrace the purer craftsman fine detailing and limiting my passion for toile. Still dreaming of built in bookcases when feeling covetous, as my library remains in storage - and I worry about damage while they are boxed and stored in hot, hot warehouse.

2005-07-21T01:51:00.000-05:00

I love this stenciling idea for one of the bedrooms. I amjust wondering what shape the wall under the wallpaper looks like.

14 years ago...

2005-07-19T23:10:00.000-05:00

...I was in labor, my son born 2 hours from now. It was a friday. He arrived 2 months early, but so fine and healthy we left the hospital together the next day. Home to a very small 1 bedroom, small duplex in a fine historic part of town. We discovered the area together as I pushed his pram for miles around. Then we moved into a home I could afford (small). And ripped out carpet to find wood floors, tore down a wall to enlarge the kitchen, screened in a porch, and built a deck.

We will celebrate his birth tomorrow, and again with family on sunday. I need to celebrate him every day - I lose sight of the gift I have been given in him. Parenthood is an honor.

No matter how big or small a house, our voices echo each night to each other - "I love you" and then "Goodnight." I don't think he knows I still tiptoe to his door and peek in to see if he is breathing when asleep - just like when he was a 4 pound infant.

On Bugs, Windows, High Ceilings, Painting

2005-07-12T22:30:00.000-05:00

I am sick of fighting bugs. Is it from OLD house issues: They creep in through windows that don't fit snug, from crevices where walls have settled, etc. I feel the air is toxic from bug bombs and sprays. Or, were the previous occupants oblivious to them? A professional exterminator is coming friday. It an issue that I never addressed before, but the critters have gotta go - ASAP.

Old houses have windows of weird sizes. No easily purchased window treatment will fit any window in the house. I am getting creative, and have become friends with 'tension rods' and valances. We have lots and lots of windows and I am taking it "One room at a time."

High ceilings are cool. Changing bulbs in high ceiling light fixtures is not cool.

I bought paint for the kitchen and one bedroom. These do not require too much prep work - as there is no paint flaking or peeling. Most of the other rooms are wallpapered - and am not even going to think about re-doing them for a bit.

The yard is under control as we got the tractor working. The flower beds need some work - but am content to wait until autumn and allow plants to die back naturally. I know there will be much clean up to do - but it will give us a handle on what to expect for the next growing season. I am taking lots of pictures and hope to find someone to help me identify the masses of flowers, bushes, trees.

Discovering the house

2005-07-06T02:11:00.000-05:00

We are finally acclimating to our new home. While busily unpacking boxes we are also painting and readying the other house for sale. The wallpaper in this house is awful, and when time allows I will start to look at what to do to remedy this (paint, new paper, stenciling?). The floors need to be refinished, the kitchen needs updating, paint stripped from wood, etc). Yet, all these things are easily fixable. The yard has been neglected lately since we can't get tractor going, so we are using small push mower to keep some basic outline of gardens. Have not yet ventured into potting shed / greenhouse.

We are very pleased thus far, and continue to find hidden treasures. An old swing unused in backyard fits great on front porch (just needs a new coat of paint) and lots of wrought iron dug up when we were clearing area for dog pen. And old tools galore. Still much to explore (the crawlspace and attic) - all in good time.

The security system is good - and local law enforcement responded in less than 4 minutes when alarm went off accidently. They arrived before system folks called to inquire - so it's nice to know we are only a block away from police station. However, the neighbors are all kind, and have already introduced themselves within a week and a half of our moving in. A ready-made neighborhood watch per se. Nice to be in a small, caring town.

To do list to follow.

2005-07-06T02:06:00.002-05:00

living room

2005-07-06T02:06:00.001-05:00

dining room

2005-07-06T02:06:00.000-05:00

Front door from foyer

2005-07-06T02:02:00.000-05:00

Moving day - before movers arrive

2005-06-29T01:51:00.000-05:00

One of my favorite people - Barney, of Plum Hollow Band fame - and his baby possum. He said the baby stays in his bib overall pocket most of the time.

Update, Activity of late...

2005-06-28T01:13:00.000-05:00

Saturday attended conference for CEUs for professional licensure. Sponsored by organization called "Healing Hope" it was excellent - good presenters, well organized, good information received.

Family reunion Sunday. They get bigger every year.

Monday: Installed most of fence for dogs. Professional wanted over $800.00 and the funds are as low as low can be right now, so opted to try to build one ourselves. Bought the heavy duty wire mesh, metal poles,tool to pound poles into ground, and clips to hook fencing to poles. Gate to be built in morning, and then the dogs will join us at this new (old) house. Pulled up reams of poison ivy, weeds, etc. from their new fenced area; and discovered previous owners used this area as a dump area for all sorts of stuff. Found some good wrought iron, buried cords, hoses, wood odds and ends - a regular archaeological dig. The basic fence took over 6 hours to put up - and more work on it tomorrow.

I started making of list of 'things to do' but after 3 pages I decided to stop - as was getting a bit overwhelmed. Have 2 more conferences this week, and basic organizing in the house still. Am working on front garden as time allows. Progress is slow,but definitely encouraged by all that has been done thus far.

The Garden

2005-06-22T00:38:00.000-05:00

We are officially in the house now! While acclimating myself to the interior, I was in for rather rude awakening this afternoon when fence installer came to look at property (for ideas for fence for dogs). The entire yard is row upon row of plants (trees, flowers, shrubs...) of interest, and the growing is going wild. Apparently some previous owner(s) had quite a 'green thumb' and while I knew it was professionally landscaped - I was clueless as to the vast amount of work involved to simply maintain the basics. Oh woe. How can I think to allow a gorgeous gardenia to be within confines of dog pen? I am dumbfounded at the prospect of keeping the garden (read: property) manageable - much less actually doing it justice. And the house - that was all I had focused on up to this time. I think I was doing fine - until I surveyed the yard as 'owner' and therefore it's my responsibility to keep it up. I thought the composter was quaint, the greenhouse/potting shed cute - little did I fathom what lies ahead. Pictures soon.

Security System

2005-06-16T07:04:00.000-05:00

Close on house in about 2 hours.

Men to meet us at site to install high tech security system shortly thereafter. Company assures me no problems with the installation (no added difficulty to install, even with old house). Seems quite elaborate, but friends and family with same system insist it is the best. I still think having my 3 dogs would deter anyone. Esp. since Bear and Thor were trained as guard dogs. I would feel sorry for anyone that even bothered to attempt any breech into the home - if the police did not arrive fast enough the dogs would likely kill the unlucky soul.

Then the moving begins....

2005-06-13T20:41:00.000-05:00

Front room right, off foyer (not my furniture)

2005-06-13T20:40:00.000-05:00

Front of House

2005-06-13T20:35:00.000-05:00

Foyer, back looking toward front (not my furniture)

Mr. Picassohead

2005-06-11T23:30:00.000-05:00

Mr. Picassohead

Draw a pig personality test

2005-06-11T23:23:00.000-05:00

Draw a pig personality test

6 Days Till Closing

2005-06-11T20:14:00.000-05:00

The Move

I find myself caught in waves of anxiety re. the move. Wishing I had more energy, more stamina, more help. At this point I need to be a robotic cleaning and packing machine. Not my forte by a long shot, and not physically able to do as much as I'd like. Once I get the actual move completed hopefully things will look brighter. For now, I feel a bit overwhelmed.

2005-06-08T01:59:00.000-05:00

Self Portrait. F. Scott Hess

2005-06-08T01:52:00.000-05:00

Dinner with artist tonight - was quite taken with his work

2005-06-08T01:47:00.000-05:00

F. Scott Hess. His work reminded me of landscape pastel drawing class I'd had at Arrowmont in TN years back with L. Koscianski. It turned out the 2 have met, and Scott had shown Leonard his studio, they'd dined together (though Scott established home on West Coast and Leonard Koscianski on East Coast). Their works go beyond image, much deeper to those dark areas that therapists spend time chipping away to reveal (and too often process ad nauseum). He was kind enough to leave some of his brochures of recent works, and I hope to spend time giving his work focused attention.

He found he was related to Southern General Iverness, and traveling now to gather historical info related to family (acknowledging the myth making that comes from history). Especially related to Civil War family ties. My curiosity is peaked. Interesting evening, and wish we'd had more time to get to know one another.

A nice aside from the chaos and turmoil of moving.

Trimbelle River Studio & Design:� Arts and Crafts, Stencils and Supplies

2005-06-07T01:18:00.000-05:00

Trimbelle River Studio & Design:� Arts and Crafts, Stencils and Supplies

Countdown: 10 days to closing

2005-06-06T21:28:00.000-05:00

I know all will get done, but right now I am drowning in 'to-do' lists. And if I have a moment to sit and think, I am off in la-la land regarding decorating. I am not planning to do anything for a bit, as I want to get a feel for the place. See how the light plays on the walls, see how the house layout fits our needs. I have a feeling the house will transform us as much as we transform the house. A formal dining room - shall we start having formal dinners now? More structured entertaining? A foyer. Shall I put a little table up for calling cards? The more I research the style, the more I realize it's more my brother's style - as he has Stickley, Roseville Pottery, etc. I am more akin to perpetual graduate student, shabby chic (before it was sold at Target), and thankful for whatever cast-off pieces friends/family blessed me with.

Decorative Arts: Craftsman homes: Contents

2005-06-05T01:35:00.000-05:00

Decorative Arts: Craftsman homes: Contents

The Arts & Crafts Society

2005-06-05T00:54:00.000-05:00

The Arts & Crafts Society