Well, That’s Different
After a number of years with just exposed OSB subfloor (and a couple of rugs) as the flooring in my kitchen… It now has (part of) a floor. Do not be fooled by that picture. It is still mostly this… I have
From the attic
Maybe I’ve mentioned once or twice that I spent the last several weeks packing up the last twenty-nine years of my life and moving it into a garage. Where I live. Have I mentioned that part yet? The garage-living? Here’s what cooking
True Story
I haven’t been getting a lot of sleep lately, which I suppose is to be expected with our family of four adjusting to life in a garage. You know, no central air conditioning, tight living quarters, and, well, let me just put
Saying Goodbye: First Time Home-Seller Reflections
Well, the time has come my story-book house on Garrison Road… It’s been almost 6 years since I took the plunge and bought my first house. A young twenty-something with delusions of home-ownership grandeur. I started a website in 2005 about all
ToolTime: Tool Bags, Pouches & Feeding The Addiction
Maybe I’ve mentioned this a time or two before, but I’ve got a small compulsion when it comes to buying tools. I spot a biscuit joiner while walking down the tool aisle, and I need that thing the way other girls need
Rough Framing: Memorial House Tour
Shortly after the astounding pile of rubble was cleared from the inside of the living room, the house started to look like, well, a house. New gables on the front and a roof over the wraparound porch and front entry… And the
Getting Used To Country Life
There are parts about living in an unfinished garage on a busy country road that are less than ideal. The fact that I can’t get high-speed Internet is high on that list, followed by the lack of a kitchen sink or closet.
Tile 101: How to Install Mosaic Wall Tile (Or any kind, really.)
Swear to god, I went three years of my life without ever picking up a grout float, and then bam bam bam…bam bam…bam… 1677 one-inch mosaic tiles (and five other tiling projects) came into my life like heat-seeking missiles and destroyed the
Movin’ on… uh…up?
The big news for Memorial Weekend is not that I ate birthday cake for breakfast AND lunch three days in a row without collapsing from a sugar overdose. Though that is impressive if I do say so myself. Appropriately we used the
Pinch and a Sting
Here’s a lesson for Thursday: Even if you’re not going to be doing any “real” work and are just hauling lumber around your yard- you should still do it in shoes more substantial than flip flops. Otherwise you’re going to have to
Facia What? I need your help.
Six months ago I was having a minor panic attack about the exterior colors of the Memorial house, and then I decided to handle it the way mental trauma should be handled – which is to say I put it out of
Added to the list of things that give me a moments pause…
Walking through the door to the house to find a significant number of interior walls gone. And a big pile of rubble in the middle of the living room. Once I got done with the semi-hysterical laughing– you know, Hahahaha…haha..ha….ha… ohdeargod– I
Rough Framing: Week 3 Reflections
We’re entering the forth– and if the weather holds, final— week of rough framing. Even with half of the working days in the last couple of weeks thwarted by rain, it still feels like good progress. The front of the house got
Hauling Ass: Home Sweet Home
We made it back– donkeys included– late Friday night. My sanity took another 24 hours to catch up with us. The girls handled the entire trip beautifully, and spent Saturday checking out their new home. And receiving visitors, of course. The donkeys
Hauling Ass: 650 miles down 750 to go
Day 1 of the Hauling Ass tour of 2010 was a complete success, thanks to MysteryMan’s aunt, grandpa, and dad who outfitted the cap of the pickup with a new vent and screens and practiced several trial runs loading and unloading the
From the attic
Maybe I’ve mentioned once or twice that I spent the last several weeks packing up the last twenty-nine years of my life and moving it into a garage. Where I live. Have I mentioned that part yet? The garage-living? Here’s what cooking
True Story
I haven’t been getting a lot of sleep lately, which I suppose is to be expected with our family of four adjusting to life in a garage. You know, no central air conditioning, tight living quarters, and, well, let me just put
Saying Goodbye: First Time Home-Seller Reflections
Well, the time has come my story-book house on Garrison Road… It’s been almost 6 years since I took the plunge and bought my first house. A young twenty-something with delusions of home-ownership grandeur. I started a website in 2005 about all
ToolTime: Tool Bags, Pouches & Feeding The Addiction
Maybe I’ve mentioned this a time or two before, but I’ve got a small compulsion when it comes to buying tools. I spot a biscuit joiner while walking down the tool aisle, and I need that thing the way other girls need
Rough Framing: Memorial House Tour
Shortly after the astounding pile of rubble was cleared from the inside of the living room, the house started to look like, well, a house. New gables on the front and a roof over the wraparound porch and front entry… And the
Getting Used To Country Life
There are parts about living in an unfinished garage on a busy country road that are less than ideal. The fact that I can’t get high-speed Internet is high on that list, followed by the lack of a kitchen sink or closet.
Tile 101: How to Install Mosaic Wall Tile (Or any kind, really.)
Swear to god, I went three years of my life without ever picking up a grout float, and then bam bam bam…bam bam…bam… 1677 one-inch mosaic tiles (and five other tiling projects) came into my life like heat-seeking missiles and destroyed the
Movin’ on… uh…up?
The big news for Memorial Weekend is not that I ate birthday cake for breakfast AND lunch three days in a row without collapsing from a sugar overdose. Though that is impressive if I do say so myself. Appropriately we used the
Pinch and a Sting
Here’s a lesson for Thursday: Even if you’re not going to be doing any “real” work and are just hauling lumber around your yard- you should still do it in shoes more substantial than flip flops. Otherwise you’re going to have to
Facia What? I need your help.
Six months ago I was having a minor panic attack about the exterior colors of the Memorial house, and then I decided to handle it the way mental trauma should be handled – which is to say I put it out of
Added to the list of things that give me a moments pause…
Walking through the door to the house to find a significant number of interior walls gone. And a big pile of rubble in the middle of the living room. Once I got done with the semi-hysterical laughing– you know, Hahahaha…haha..ha….ha… ohdeargod– I
Rough Framing: Week 3 Reflections
We’re entering the forth– and if the weather holds, final— week of rough framing. Even with half of the working days in the last couple of weeks thwarted by rain, it still feels like good progress. The front of the house got
Hauling Ass: Home Sweet Home
We made it back– donkeys included– late Friday night. My sanity took another 24 hours to catch up with us. The girls handled the entire trip beautifully, and spent Saturday checking out their new home. And receiving visitors, of course. The donkeys
Hauling Ass: 650 miles down 750 to go
Day 1 of the Hauling Ass tour of 2010 was a complete success, thanks to MysteryMan’s aunt, grandpa, and dad who outfitted the cap of the pickup with a new vent and screens and practiced several trial runs loading and unloading the
