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Wasn’t exactly how I intended to spend yesterday. I spent Saturday at a book street fair with the Bard and friends, and when we went back to his house late Saturday night we kept hearing this weird electric hum periodically.
Remember the saga from December when my dad had to replace my sixty-year-old toilet and a section of flooring? Since then, my dining room table has been buried under the mountain of (metaphorical) crap that usually resides on the shelving
Apparently there will be a part 3… Last night, at the weekly Wednesday dinner out with my parents and a variety of other people (the roster fluctuates depending on who’s there) Hubby and I were sitting at one end with
(Just in case you thought an author’s life was glamorous…NOT.) Nothing like waking up on a MONDAY before you’ve even finished your first cup of coffee, no less, to realize your house’s ONLY toilet is LEAKING. Oh, from the BOTTOM.
I say hopefully because my cats can be creative. And technically it’s not a “table,” it’s a plastic tub, but you get the point. This is Sheldon’s inside home, and hopefully will prevent Grimmy the wonder thief from stealing Sheldon’s
This project only took me, oh, a friggin’ year and a HALF to get done. I bought the Jack Daniel’s half-barrel at Dom Home Depot and there it sat on my carport because I was too busy to get it
This is DIY in the sense that I assembled it myself. I ordered this TV console from Overstock.com and it arrived Wednesday morning. (I was hoping it’d get here Thursday because I wasn’t ready for it, but oh, well.) What
As I plan for a future kitchen remodel, there was one small but necessary DIY project that couldn’t wait any longer. The kitchen windows were adorned with a disgustingly grimy and non-functioning cheap blind, which my grandfather had installed years
This is absurdly…absurd. I picked up two of the Ikea Sindal floor mats for $4.99 each at the Tampa Ikea store. As you can see from the comparison, Grimmy is standing on the new mat, upon which I’ve laid an
I’ve been buried in home improvement hell for a while now. I decided while Hubby was gone I was going to paint and re-floor the living room. Then I busted my knee, and a dear friend of ours died, and
Time for another mash-up of things I’ve gleaned from the interwebs (other than pictures of cats). Great article at the Writer Beware blog about when to refuse a contract (complete with reference links): http://accrispin.blogspot.com/2012/11/guest-blog-post-mustering-courage-to.html A couple of great articles from LiveScience
Grab some popcorn, this one will take a while. With Hubby not feeling good the past few days, I’ve taken up the slack in the daily routines. I also finally got around to reorganizing the bedroom. No, it’s not perfect,
I know I have my Facebook followers’ attention after the short status update I posted earlier, so here’s the longer version. The plan Hubby and I had today was to go out to eat this evening, but early. We’ve sort
Hubby and I were talking the other night. He asked me if I wanted to stay here in this house (the house I inherited from my grandparents) permanently. After thinking about it, I had to say yes, I did. Don’t
Well, I got the bright idea that we should try to waterproof the shower here. You know, to, oh, say, make it actually easy to bathe. (Keep in mind this is a sixty year-old house I inherited from my grandparents.)