Friday, June 30, 2017

Caution Label

 
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 how someone installed
plywood flooring in their van
when I hear him. 
"I got cut...bad."
So I get up,
weighing the possibility of an ER Trip, 
yet knowing his tendency to overreact. 
I say that we have to take the paper towel off, 
he says he can't, 
that it is bleeding too much. 
I observe the single paper towel that is wrapped around 
his finger. 
I can't see any pulsing blood, 
it is not dripping,
it is not even red. 
We are good.
He opens the towel 
and 
yes there is a cut. 

A cut worthy of dragging your almost
sleeping wife out of bed?
I don't think so. 

He says 
"What are we going to do?"
I explain that I don't have any band aids here
but, 
I have some gauze and we will put a piece 
on it and tape it. 
(way overkill for this injury, but thinking it will make him feel validated)
I say, 
"I have a pack of waterproof band-aids at camp 
and 
I will get them in the morning."
(It is now 11:15 PM)
"NOW"
he says,
"I need a band-aid now"
So I walk to camp 
and get a band-aid
and
come back and put it on. 

So, now he is upset, 
How will he go to work?
How can he cook ?
How can he do anything with this cut? 

Ok, so I am not the 
Queen of Compassion. 
I get that.
I look at him. 
I say, 
"Do I have to remind you that I had
second degree burns on 
25% of my hands 
on Tuesday of the Fair 
last August and 
ran a kitchen for 15 hours a day for the rest of the week?"
And I went back to my 
van flooring tutorial. 

This morning 
JWS informed my that I am no longer permitted 
as his
next of kin
on anything medical
and 
I am not to be within 
100 feet of any medical procedure he is having. 

Fine with me! 
 
 

Thursday, June 29, 2017

She Needs A Name.


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
Carnival Eats.
At least this is not fattening.
 
So, it is looking better
and
I am formulating plans of
"Tricking it out"
after JWS suggests that I go
to
that
Pee Interest
and look for ideas.

  
For now,
this is my solution
for some of the issues.
Bluetooth speaker
and
a
battery diffuser
spewing peppermint oil
to rid the smell.

Now on to the fun stuff,
'cause you know there has to be a serious hiccup
in there somewhere.

When we went to get the van,
I met a vendor there and picked up some of her stuff
to take to my shop.
Loaded it in the back of the pick-up
with the intentions of moving it to the van.
We never moved it
and I took the truck to Smicksburg yesterday
to unload it.
That is when I
backed into the handrail of the porch
with the truck and
did quite a bit of damage to the truck.
I am sick.
I think that I will just take care of everything
and
take it to the body shop
before I tell him.
That is when the tailgate falls off
and
I have to call JWS to tell him what I did.
To his credit,
he laughs.
I am still not seeing the humor in all this.
So the estimate is for a new tailgate, bumper and fender.
I am wondering how I did all that damage
when he informs me that he backed it into
a friends mailbox a few months
ago and did part of that.

He then assures me that he didn't pick me
for my
driving skills.
Apparently his are somewhat the same.

The most of the rest of the day
was filled with more
klutz
than you can imagine.
I have the bruises to prove it.
In my haste to get ready to pick up my car
and
get to Kendall's game
I
picked up my hairbrush
and
a pair of manicure scissors
that were resting on it,
flew up and hit me in the forehead.

Thank goodness it wasn't an inch lower
and in my eye! 
It always could be worse.

Good news of the day....
My car is running very well.
After six months of the brakes being stuck, it now has power again!

Well, off to
Pee Interest
to get some ideas for the van!
and
to think of a name.



Saturday, June 24, 2017

I Told You!


This pic is a preview of my new ride...
more on that later!
 
This week was survival.
 
It has been a couple of years since I have helped with
Vacation Bible School.
 
I thought things had settled down enough finally to help again.
 
It was fun. 
I was not in charge of anything and that helps
ease the workload.
All those people that are a huge part of planning
Vacation Bible Schools
deserve a special thank-you!
 
What a great calling to bring the Word of God
to all those little minds!
 
 
 
 
  
These guys enjoyed it!
 
So now to the "I Told You So" moment.
 
Around the first of the year I noticed
that my car was not running right
and
was seriously using gas
and
had a hot smell to it.
 
I kept mentioning it to JWS
who would give me a lecture on my driving skills.
Blah, blah blah ba ba. 
(you know how the adults sound on Charlie Brown)
Would he please just smell it?
It smells like brakes.
It is getting like 17mpg.
Down from 30 something mpg.
So, in March I take it to the mechanic.
 
I explain all this.
Tell him that the back up beeper is not working.
It smells like brakes.
You have to push it to make it go....
(Well it is just a 4 cylinder....)
I seriously want to scream!
 
I get it back.
$400.
The back up beeper still does not work.
(He said it worked fine for him)
and
there is nothing wrong with the brakes.
It still smells hot.
It is seriously sucking gas. 
 
Keep in mind this was March.
My dad drove it, said it was fine.
John drove it, said it was fine.
My friends....all women commented on the hot brake smell.
So yesterday...
after at least
TEN
more lectures on my driving skills.
I drive too aggressive.
I should not have bought a four cylinder.
I should have bought a bigger car.
I use the brakes too much.
Blah blah BLAH!
 
And that was the final straw.
I said LOUDLY.
"There is no
USING THE BRAKES TOO MUCH,
 this car is seriously like the
Hooterville Highway
at
Cedar Point.
Like the bumper cars at the carnival,
like the lawn tractor.
If you are not pushing on the gas it stops.
I used $35 worth of gas to go to my Mom and Dad's house,
It literally stops going downhill"
 
So, I had shirts to deliver at the car sales where
bought the car.  
I snagged one of the nice young men that work there
and
made him take my car for a ride.
He noticed a problem.
 
The brakes are locked up! 
 
Honestly, I could have hugged him! 
That might have been
inappropriate though.
 
He has to be an awesome husband.
He should give classes!!! 
Because he listened!
 
JWS.
He still says I need driving lessons.
 
I am signing him up for classes!
And the mechanic from March...
I am signing him up also.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

One Day

So, this is how the morning started.
Yes, that is 7 AM
and those kids are outside in pajamas.
Funny, how I would have never let my own kids do that!



 

A
pick up basketball game
some scooter and bike riding,
all before 8 AM.

That is the earliest Papa
has gone to work in a long time.

Wonder why?
 
I did manage to squeeze in some creative time before they all woke up!

 
Some restocking and cleaning up at Mimi's
 

  
Resin on the penny table.

Some wheeling and dealing
and
I have another vehicle lined up.
More on that later!

Almost finished with the cedar chest I have been working on!
and
then
Bible School.
I was down to two kids last night.
They are tired. 
They are all double timing VBS. 
One in the morning and one in the evening.
So far I have managed to make it through with
only a small incident of a dead battery.
So far.
Two days to go!

Saturday, June 17, 2017

Coolspring

Coolspring Engine Show
http://coolspringpowermuseum.org/
You know how you don't always take advantage of
what is close to home?
Ok, I am guilty!
What a great event
even if you are not into engines!
My dad seemed to love it!
Mom, maybe not so much!





















I seriously would love this for a new Time Works vehicle!
Pretty sure that is not in the budget!
It was one of my crazy, confusing days.
Full of family
and
shop confusion
and
shirt printing
and
deliveries.

With a shot of
the van needs power steering fluid
the van needs new tires
where are the pics of the new next van I am trying to buy?
let's buy an antique washer for a friend
and try to find someone with space in their vehicle to deliver it.

And then it looked like rain
and
I power walked to get the vehicle
and
did a 50 yard dash at the end
with
a cup of butter pecan ice cream
in my hand
to get to the car before I got soaked.
Let me tell you,
it has been a long time since I did a
50 yard dash
and there has been way too much ice cream
in between them!


  
Home,
pick up the van,
stop and get flowers for the planters at the church
deliver an order of shirts
drive through McDonalds,
get a smoothie
(at least I learn from my mistakes)
go to church
plant the planters,
unload the vbs stuff
sweat
sweat
sweat
realize I have forgotten the screws
and stars
frantic phone calls
run to Busy Beaver for screws
(no I don't have your rewards card,
no I don't want your rewards card)
dash back out
stars arrive
set up the room
with the help of some amazing friends
and
then
go to church. 
Honestly, I smelled of compost and sweat.
Seriously, some people sat down beside me and left! 
I am going with
"They spotted their friends!"
At that point
after a hectic day,
it was so nice to sit and worship and rest
that I truly didn't care what I looked like
or
smelled like.
It was just so nice to sit and hear the
message and the music...


Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will  give you rest.

Matthew 11:28
  
And today I am off!
This is one of the projects that I have in my mind to work on! 
I have a fun idea for it!
I want to go to camp and spend the day,
creating and painting
and
resting!

I will let you know how that all works out!

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Slow down

 
Life has been chaotic.

I realized it was time to slow down.
Nothing better than hanging clothes on the line
and
enjoying watching them flap in the breeze
and
loving the smell of them!

Today,
I stopped to look in my car.
Running and racing,
the evidence was there.

I had to write it down.
I couldn't remember it all otherwise!
Here goes!
One dead plant
Two pool noodles
One roaster
One tent cover
A can of chalk paint
A bottle of perfume
Two 2 gallon galvanized buckets
A tote bag with my work shoes in it
A cobbler's shoe form
A set of pink depression glass cream and sugar set
Two rolls of toilet paper
A vinyl tablecloth

Why?