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You can say I am yet another casualty of the snowstorm that hit the northeast yesterday.
On my way home from the grocery store, I lost control of my Jeep when I was going over an icy bridge through the back roads.
Thank goodness there was no on coming traffic.
Or worse yet an oncoming snowplow.
Thank goodness there was a guardrail.
Thank goodness I didn't go over the guardrail and into the creek.
Thank goodness for kind strangers.
May sound corny to some but I know the good Lord above is watching over me. As He has my whole life and for as long as I can remember. I have lots of stories that would put a cat with nine lives to shame. I guess He's not ready for me yet. I must have more to do here.
What that is? I have no idea.
I'm fine. Just really sore and have a small cut on my hand. My Jeep on the other hand didn't fare as well. Battered and bruised, I was still able to limp her home. Hubs says she may be old, but she's tough and he can fix her. Although she won't be as pretty as she once was. That's okay with me. I can totally relate.
I'm more worried about my Jeep. Hubs is more worried about me. Hugging me tight his words, "I can replace a vehicle. But I can't replace you." He's such a sweet man.
Did I see my life flash before my eyes? Nope. Not sure if I was supposed to. I did say "Oh sh*t!" when I felt her start to slide and lose control. Now I know how a NASCAR driver feels. But on a much smaller level.
MUCH smaller level. ((hee-hee))
Happy Friday, all.
Drive safe.
P.S.
I forgot one...
Thank goodness for Advil.
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He was born on February 12th 1809 in Hardin County Kentucky and died April 15th 1865 at the age of fifty six.
His home state is Illinois and he ran a store in New Salem.
His party was Republican and he was president for four years from 1861-1865, when he was assassinated.
Abraham had four children, Robert Todd Lincoln, Edward Lincoln, Willie Lincoln, Tad Lincoln. Only Robert Todd Lincoln survived into adulthood.
Lincoln was fond of pets, and owned horses, cats, dogs and a turkey. Even though he was strong, a talented wrestler, and proficient with an axe, he disliked killing and harming animals, even for food.
His birth mother died from milk sickness. (A rare disease caused by consuming dairy or meat products from cattle that have eaten any of various poisonous weeds.) His father remarried. Abraham was very close to his step mother.
He had deep depression, even though he would frequently tell stories and jokes to friends and family.
On January 1, 1863, he issued the Emancipation Proclamation that declared forever free those slaves within the Confederacy. It was the crowning achievement of his administration. The original autograph was lost in the Chicago fire of 1871. Surviving photographs of the document show it primarily in Lincoln's own hand.
He never let the world forget that the Civil War involved an even larger issue. This he stated most movingly in dedicating the military cemetery at Gettysburg: "that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain--that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom--and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."
One week before his death, had a dream of someone crying in the White House, when he found the room; he looked in and asked who had passed away. The man in the room said the President. When he looked in the coffin it was his own face he saw.
He was the first president to be assassinated. It happened on Good Friday, April 14th 1865 at Ford's Theatre in Washington DC. The assassin was John Wilkes Booth, an actor, who somehow thought he was helping the South by murdering the president.
"We all declare for liberty; but in using the same word we do not all mean the same thing. With some the word liberty may mean for each man to do as he pleases with himself, and the product of his labor; while with others, the same word may mean for some men to do as they please with other men, and the product of other men's labor. Here are two, not only different, but incompatible things, called by the same name - liberty. And it follows that each of the things is, by the respective parties, called by two different and incompatible names - liberty and tyranny."
~Abraham Lincoln Address at Sanitary Fair, Baltimore, Maryland (April 18, 1864)
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Still working on the bathroom remodel. A 150 year old farmhouse comes with 150 year old problems. When we removed the old tub, we found everything back there except Jimmy Hoffa.
But I am grateful the new bathtub is finally in.
We were getting pretty ripe. ((giggle))
In an old farmhouse nothing is square. Everything droops or slants. Kind of like myself.
I know it will get done, it's just taking longer than I expected. I also know all this hard work will be worth it in the end.
I just hope I survive it to enjoy it.
Happy Tuesday, all!
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In spring, summer and fall people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the country, can you have longer, quiet stretches when you can savor belonging to yourself."
~Ruth Stout
Enjoy the privacy and peacefulness of winter.
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They finished up the windows yesterday! I could not be happier with how they turned out! As they finished the windows, I decided to paint my studio. No need to remind me of my nuttiness. I'm well aware.
The octagon window in the half bathroom is FINALLY gone!! YIPPEE! That means no more breeze on our butt... Drafts on our derriere... Freezing our fanny off!! Okay, I'll stop. I'll just say it's much warmer in there now.
Next stop, completing the bathroom reno. Hubs and I are psyching ourselves up for the old tub removal and new tub install this weekend. He's pretty confident. Me? Let's just say I have a feeling I'll be more like Lloyd Bridges in the movie "Airplane."
"Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit smoking..."
"Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit drinking..."
"Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit amphetamines."
(giggle))
Actually, I don't think it will be that bad. What's the worse that can happen??
We'll have no tub and have to scrub our cracks down in the creek. No big deal. They did it in the old days. ((hee-hee))
After seeing how wonderful the refinished bathroom pine floorboards came out, I decided I'm going to do something crazy... again.
I ran and bought more Colonial Pine stain (man, it's hard to find) and I'm going to refinish the pine floorboards in our living room and keeping room. Sure I did it 10 years ago, but I prefer this new stain color much more. Besides with two dogs, a husband and lil' ol' me, they need to be redone.
But that project will wait until spring. When I can open the windows, not be overcome with fumes and not have icicles hang off my nose.
Happy Tuesday, all!!
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P.S.
My apologies for not responding to comments lately. But since I've been busier than a rooster in a hen house, I haven't had much time to respond.
Once things quiet down around here, I will.
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But with these below zero temps we've been having, it couldn't stay on the porch.
So what do you do with a new tub that isn't ready for installation yet??
You leave it in the middle of your downstairs living area in the way of everything, of course.
I bet ol' Tom or George would enjoy a good scrubbin'.
Also, the window company called and asked if they could start the job on Saturday instead.
Yes I am absolutely thrilled they're starting sooner but now I am making a mad dash to clean, organize and move furniture away from the windows, all while hurdling the new bathtub. Believe me, I am no Lolo Jones. I'm more like Tim Conway's "The Old Man" character.
These next few days are going to be a little hectic.
So if I'm not back in a few days, call the paramedics. ((giggle))
Happy Thursday, all!!
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P.S.
Did I mention the tub is made in the U.S.A.??
It is!
YaY!!!!
So does anyone else have their window wide open with a fan in it? Or is it just me??
No, I'm not having hot flashes. I'm sanding the old pine floorboards in the bathroom with my trusty little belt sander.
Man, it seemed so much easier when I sanded the living room and keeping room 10 years ago. Now it's much harder. It can't possibly be my age. Must be the floorboards. ((giggle))
I also forgot what a horrible mess it makes!
I won't show you my upper half. Between the face mask and no makeup on, you may go running off in fear. I could give Leatherface a run for his money.
We've had a few "mishaps" over the past few days.
Like when I was in my studio and all the sudden a hammer comes crashing through my drop ceiling, narrowly missing me.
The bathroom reno is directly above my studio and as my sweet hubs was hammering in new floorboards the hammer slipped out of his hand and it fell through the hole in the floor. After it landed I heard a faint, "Sorry!"
Hmmm... Now that I think of it, I should check to see if my hubs secretly increased my life insurance policy. Might be why there's banana peels on the stairs too. ((giggle))
Happy Hump Day, all!!
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slowly but surely.
We're at a bit of a standstill. I got word the tub I ordered won't be delivered until the end of the month. Ack!
Oh well.
Truthfully, the tub is my biggest worry. I'm worried (make that terrified) to see what the walls and floor look like around and under the old tub. It was terrifying enough to see the old pine floorboards around the crapper.
Since the upper part of the old drywall was in decent shape, I was able to patch where need be, sand it then prime/paint it with the new wall color.
The lower half looks like h*ll but will be covered up with beadboard, so who gives a rip?
I must thank my dear internet friend Cookie's (Curds and Whey) hubby who is an expert drywaller for his much needed advice. Thanks, Darrell!! ♥
Here's a few photos of the progress.
A "before."
Just for sh*ts and giggles I asked my sweet hubs to place the sink so I could get a visual.
So far, so good.
I do have a bit of a dilemma. Most would probably fluff it off, but I can't seem to.
I bought the pedestal sink and the john at two different stores.
Since most everything sold in the United States these days is made in China because they own us, (Ooops, did I type that out loud? Silly me.) I assumed the vitreous China used would be the same color. My assumption was wrong.
It may not be noticeable in the photo but they are two different colors. The sink is more bone color and the toilet is definitely white.
The dilemma is, should I return the toilet and purchase one from the store I purchased the sink, hoping it will be closer in color? Or keep the one I have?
Or I could just say "to h*ll with it," return the toilet and use this instead.
Hey, it's better than the woods.
((giggle))
Happy Monday, everyone.
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Besides the fact that when I looked in the mirror this morning and saw my roots have roots, I also noticed my kitchen looks like a bomb went off in it. Ooops, I probably should not have typed the words "a bomb went off."
Dear NSA,
I'm joking.
Anyhoo, I really need to clean my kitchen and color my roots before I (all together now) head back to the Home Depot.
Yesterday I spent the day tearing out the sub floor. Man!! What a job that was! I swear there were nails every 2" inches! It took me an hour to do a tiny four foot section.
But I now have forearms like Popeye.
"Ah ga ga ga ga ga!"
These old pine floorboards are awesome! What character they have! The smell of pine when I uncovered them was wonderful!
We'll need to replace a few. After seeing that adorable little imp, Nicole Curtis of DIY's Rehab Addict fix old wood floors, I'm confident it will look awesome when we're done. If you love to see old homes restored, you must watch Nicole's show. She has such passion for the importance of restoring/preserving old homes and keeping their history. She also always hangs and American flag on her rehabbed homes. A gal after my own heart! YaY!
So when hubs got home from work, he helped with clean up duty.
Look!! A man using a broom!!
It's like seeing a Northern Hairy-Nosed Wombat!
No, I don't mean he looks like a Northern Hairy-Nosed Wombat.
I mean the rarity of seeing one.
((giggle))
Happy Thursday, everyone!!
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Man, I am so glad I bought samples of paint.
Looks like I won't be thinking outside the box anytime soon.
After slapping the Silver Drop on a large board and holding it up to the wainscoting and sink, it doesn't look good at all.
Even though the sink and wainscoting are white, they are definitely a "warm" white and the colors I had picked just won't work.
After being aggravated and swearing for about 20 minutes, I literally threw the paint chips in the new toilet bowl (no, it wasn't connected) and said to my sweet hubs, "Go fish out a color you think will look nice."
After literally only 3 minutes, he hands me the paint chips and says, "This one and this one."
Guess what??? They are perfect. I have to kill him.
What took me weeks to do, he did in a blink of an eye. Yes, I really have to kill him. But not until after this reno. ((giggle))
So now (as of right this very moment) the new colors are...
Behr's Hazelnut Cream for the walls.
and Ivory Mist for the door and window trim.
But I'm too tired to look for the colors online and post them.
They really do look nice. I'll grab more samples when I go back to the Home Depot for the hundredth time this week and it's only Tuesday. I need an orange apron.
Tomorrow I tackle tearing out the sub floor.
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