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And then....crash!

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So, it's Wednesday  and  I am going to clean camp.  Sorry folks,  no before pics,  it was THAT bad!  I put wide tape on my painting table  to protect it.  Works great, but a bear to take off and replace. At least an hour of picking and messing.  but it was done.... I say this because it was the only thing  I regretted in the chain of events that followed that.  Camp somewhat cleaned, tape replaced, sitting down to paint,  JWS walks in with the light that I have  been asking  ok nagging to have put in for a little while at least a month.  How exciting!  We get a chair and he starts.  I turn my back to clean up some more stuff  and  CRASH! This is what ensued!  JWS is only minor hurt. I am struggling holding back laughter.  Honestly,  all I can think about it how long it took to pull  that tape off of the table.   JWS thinks that he can fix that table.   Obviously,  he doesn't have the same view  tha

Gracelyn's Florida Trip

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Found this post in the drafts from two years ago and didn't want to lose it.  Such a fun trip and such great memories.  

Art Journals

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It started as an idea... like they all do, and then it grew... again, not unusual. Art Journals for all the grandchildren for Christmas. Can anyone tell me why those ideas don't come to me in January... or November... and anytime before Mid December.   But there it was. So off to the local Walmart for sketch books and sets of pens and markers. All age appropriate. And here I go, brainstorming.   And they are almost done. I have just a little more work and all seven eight will be done. Oh, I thought of another little person that would enjoy it.   So, want to make one of your own?  Here is my list. 1. To start, draw yourself. 2. Now draw your family. 3. Draw your favorite ornament on the tree. 4. Before the Christmas tree comes down, quick capture it here. 5. Fill each area with a different color or pattern. (squiggly lines) 6. What do your see when you look out your front door? 7. Draw something red. 8

Next Project - Van Floor Tutorial

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Ok, this was Pinterest Inspired because, yes, you can learn anything on Pinterest. I don't have the link, but let me tell you, in true "nailed it" fashion, this was a bit harder than it looked.   Part of the issues were from the fact that I was on serious "fairlag"  (as one of my friends put it) Similar to jetlag apparently. But JWS was determined it needed done that day!   And honestly, he is way more in love with Wilma (the van) than I am!   So I made the pattern with the insulation. Did I mention that I have been struggling with vertigo on and off for several weeks. This did not help the situation. Then we pulled the pattern out and laid it on the garage floor on the plywood. Easy Peasy. Well, not exactly. The pattern bends and twists, the plywood, not so much. It took a little messing around... well actually it took some more power tools, big hammers, smashed fingers, a lot of sweat and maybe a bad word thrown in. But it is

Still Warming Up To Her

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It is taking me some time to warm up to this van.    I have finally named her Wilma.  Trips to the gas station like this are not endearing though.  I think it was the gas crunches of 1978 and a large Pontiac  since I have spent that much at a gas station!  More on her later.    And this... Last week for all this 10 and 12 year old fun and games.  And yes, he is bowling with spools of embroidery thread... Next week we trade it for four year old fun and games.   Can't wait to have him back! 

Eight Shirts

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  That's what I need to get through this week.  I order eight new ones and stack them up.  When they are gone this marathon week is over.  You see, tomorrow starts  Dayton Fair Week.  Otherwise known as  Will you still be standing when this is over?  Sometimes the prep is worse than the actual week.  So  here is how today went.  Let's back up to two days ago  to  The Injury. John did something to his leg,  which threw us into  lost day at the ER and a huge upheaval of what we had planned.  You know the saying When we plan, God laughs.  So today.  When the injury happened,  the hot tub was empty.  It needed cleaned..  That was yesterday. I cleaned it,  in the morning,  early,  and it was a cold job.  Apparently, I didn't get the filter put back together right.  Which brings us to this morning.  It was empty and at that point we were not sure that the pumps  had not been damaged.  So I start refilling,

Girl's Night vs. Boy's Night

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  Girl's night was a week ago.  Girl's night involves Intricate Crafting Giggling Twizzlers Smiles       Boy's night was last night.  Boy's night involves Swimming Wrestling A total cleaning of my house this morning One chipped tooth and the subsequent trip to the dentist this morning One broken set of glasses requiring a trip to the eye doctor.  The boys are calling it  BEST BOYS NIGHT EVER!  

Impromptu Sleepover

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This is what my house looked like this morning. At one point in life, I had these grand plans of creating this wonderful kid's bedroom. Oh, I pinned and planned. But really, they would rather sleep on the floor in piles of blankets.     So, the day started out with two. Just to swim. Of course, the ones that own the pool would be there, making four. Then we were to go to Kendall's game in Rural Valley and then take the two home. Logan decided to go to the game with us. Three. The game was moved to Indiana, 30 miles away. We load up.   And stand and sit in the rain. The game is over at ten. Somewhere in there Kamden, not to be left out of a party, announces he is staying with Mommy Mamaw tonight. And then Logan decides he is staying also. Four.     Before bed, Garren and Kamden discussing life over banana popsicles. By eleven the giggling was over and they were out, until, Tyler showed up in paj

Two More Projects

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    Two more rooms at Camp Two Doors Down, But how they have fought me! I thought that I could wallpaper this ceiling, but that was a dismal failure so tomorrow I begin to patch. This is the inspiration for the other room. But what a fight it has been. Three coats of paint and hot, hot weather. And now I have this. I still need to wash the windows and woodwork. Moved the bed in today and the rails are junk. Tomorrow I look for a metal frame and try to rig that up. I did find curtains at Goodwill today for $3, hoping that those go up easy. I am ready to decorate! Now if only everything else would cooperate! Today, I got the BEST free thing ever! More on that later!  

Caution Label

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  So, this happened at my house last night.  (and no this is not my house in the picture) JWS has to have a food processor, because he needs to make hummus.  I have not opened my Amazon statement for the month,  but the signs are all there.  It arrived on the front porch in an Amazon box and days before he had asked for my Amazon password.  You don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure this one out.  And, go figure,  it came out of the box and we just happened to have the makings of hummus in the pantry.  So he makes hummus  and  he is happy.  Jumping forward a few hours,  we are dozing in our chairs  and I decide to go to bed.  Since it is summer and I can't stand air conditioning (or snoring, but that has nothing to do with summer) I have a summer bedroom, open windows, curtains blowing in the breeze,  a nice ceiling fan,  space. So, I am snuggled all down in  reading on my kindle  the riveting account of ho

She Needs A Name.

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OK, so I bought this from these pics. I didn't go and look first, just bought.   To be fair, JWS encouraged me. The man who can see no potential in houses or junk furniture, was excited. I tried to harness his enthusiasm, and for awhile I did, but it waned as soon as I got in it to drive it home. What was I thinking? I mean, the back of my shop t-shirts say For the Love of Junk. Reuse - Repurpose - Reimagine I was not feeling the love here.     I like all the retro look. I like the low mileage, I even like the old shape of it. But this?  I did not like.     So I ripped and tore and scraped and sweated and hurt my knees and choked from the cleaner and scraped some more. Then I scrubbed and together we patched and painted. John is using phrases like listen to that motor purr and we are going to "trick this out" His TV watching fluctuates between Gas Monkeys and Carni