Obviously I’ve been spending hours at a time recently holed up in the utility portion of my basement getting high off the adhesive on the back of self-stick vinyl tiles. (Just…
Obviously I’ve been spending hours at a time recently holed up in the utility portion of my basement getting high off the adhesive on the back of self-stick vinyl tiles. (Just…
For a while there I thought I may actually have lost my project-addiction, killed off by textbooks and lack of weekends. So it came as an immense relief when I…
DISCLAIMER: I am not a professional carpenter, woodworker, or crown molding hanger. I’m just a girl with a dremmel, some rotozip bits, and a miter saw. I’m not even going…
It seems I have finally gotten back into the swing of things. I’d been sitting around just kind of waiting for the jet lag to subside, and then to recover…
The alternate title for this post was “Master Disaster, Part XXIII” because as we all know, on Garrison Road, things always get worse before they get better.Let me just start…
Memorial weekend was one of those power weekends, even though it started out raining, and the patio stones we had meticulously cleared two weekends ago now looked like this: Mom and I thought…
That’s usually a statement that precedes my slamming on my brakes, and occasionally the squeal of tires before the sound of metal and glass becoming one with the local flora….
I’ve only been awake for about 45 minutes today, and so far I’m not sure which part of my day has been the most fabulous: 1.) The seven phone calls…
Today I was surrounded by kick ass women… but before I get to that, let me tell you about the trailer.The big plan for today was to hitch a trailer…
That’s the story for the weekend.Friday night I got a bug up my butt about getting something done, so I decided to start on the bench that will cover the…
…well, it ain’t China, but it’s something.First, let me just say, every muscle in my body is incredibly pissed off at me right now. (I had a dream I was…
Yesterday the people in my life rocked. Holy Crapola! Where did all the material go? Well, the Shovel Fairy (previously the Master of The Hatchet) stopped by when I was…
That’s me. It was 97-degrees and had to be 100% humidity, but dammed if I wasn’t going to get my trench dug. Well, okay, first things first. Moms and I…