
My Christmas Tree Is Currently In My Kitchen (and other things you can judge me for)
First of all, totally unrelated to the topic of this post but as a follow-up to my last one, guess who successfully mowed all two
First of all, totally unrelated to the topic of this post but as a follow-up to my last one, guess who successfully mowed all two
You know that phrase generally used after eating three pounds of pumpkin ravioli with a handful of buttered rolls and then washing it down with
You know how sometimes you go to blogs or turn on the TV and you see a gorgeous and completely finished before and after? Yeah.
I’ve been living at the Liberty House for almost a month now, and like newlyweds just back from a honeymoon all of the rainbows and
Hey, what’s it called again when you buy a bigass house with three full bathrooms and none of them contain a working shower? Oh, right.
If anyone ever wanted to do a social experiment on “habit beyond all reason” the first place they should start is my kitchen. At the
The time between when I first saw my future house (from the outside only) to the time the final bid had to be placed through
It’s hard to believe it’s been a month since I closed on the Liberty House, but here we are… one new roof, one working boiler,
Here’s an interesting look into my psyche: While I’ve made it very clear on this website that I’d rather have a two foot long chunk
In yet another example of why this property called to me the minute I saw it: Yes, it came with its very own donkey barn.
This post is a long time coming. Almost two years, in fact, since I was invited to visit the Delta Faucet Headquarters with a bunch
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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