>Moving on

>Next batch of project pictures – getting bored with this yet?  Remember, these projects were done mostly in May early June though I am now, for the last few weeks, on to round two of projects.  Of what I’ve shown so far, the wreck room is from the resent set of projects and all the rest are from the earlier set.

Our 17 year old microwave finally died, necessitating the purchase of a new one.  Of course now they don’t build microwaves the same size or shape as  when this kitchen was built accommodating the old built-in so, naturally, the new ones wouldn’t fit the hole…. I built this shelf in the hole from the old unit and faced it with trim.- it almost looks like it was meant to be this way. The only other thing I did in the kitchen was to repaint. A picture of the new wall color would not only be boring but would look different on everyone’s monitor so no need to photograph that.

Moving on to the laundry room –  Found this rug so catch crap from feet coming in through the garage –

needed something to protect the finish on this new floor I put in – All By My Self!  A little proud of this job.  Nothing fancy, just self stick tiles but I had to use embossing leveler before I could lay the tiles to keep the old pattern from bleeding through and then I had to keep everything straight and true through the process.  Did a fair job if I do say so myself.

This is the new hall rug – got tired of the dogs moving the old worn out rug all over the place as they chased tennis balls up and down the hall.  This rug is heavy enough to stay in place.

 Rug mover…

There was a little interest in the trip art so here are a few more items – the top is a tempera painting done by a little old farmer in China, the middle piece is embroidered linen from Poland, and the bottom piece is hand cut and painted from water buffalo hide (Thailand)

 This is tempera on hand-made paper from Mexico

And finally this apron (mounted in a poster frame) which is from Tibet (the hub and D2 went on that trip, not me)  Striped aprons like this signify a married woman in Tibet, single girls/women wear solid colored aprons.

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>More projects reported upon

>Okay dokie then, I promised more pictures so here goes.

Adjacent to the wreck room is our basement bath. This room is sort of the hub’s retreat because it has the steam shower he wanted.  I hate the shower, just can’t breath with all the steam – more of a  long hot soak in a big tub kind of girl – but he loves it. However, he hardly ever takes the time to use it so the primary use of this bath is as the guest bath  to go with the “guest room” function of the wreck room (when the inflatable mattress is in play).

See those boxes on the shelf there?  I covered those. The black and white ones are banker’s boxes and the deep red ones are cardboard file boxes.  This room is done in grey, black, and a deep red/wine color.  Long ago I did the walls in a paint technique that utilized plastic grocery bags.  I still like the effect though you can’t really see it in the picture.  The light is not so great either – but having to stand back far enough to get the shot made the flash useless.  Ah well, you get the gist.

This shows the steam shower but the project part is that shelf above the toilet and the basket of guest toiletries  I hung the shelf – all level and everything – and filled the basket with small bottles of shampoo/conditioner, a small can of shaving cream/ razor, toothpaste, really nice soap, and a loofah.  Don’t know if you can tell but the floor is a pretty black marble tile with small veins of white and brown – we got those for a super good price back when.

This is the wall opposite the sink. I used decals from Tar-jay, didn’t want to commit to an actual painted design because if I didn’t like it or wanted to change someday – I’d have to repaint the whole room and I like the the walls too much to risk that.

The other two things added in this room were a big black on black rug (to help with the cold tile issue) with a large textured square pattern and crown mold. Did the crown myself with the boy’s help holding the crown while I nailed, cut it by hand with a miter box. A picture of crown would be boring and black on black just doesn’t photograph well so no shots of those.  I still want to find a luxurious white robe to hang next to the shower for guests, but haven’t seen any in stores yet – expect they will show up soon as Christmas merchandise is beginning to make its appearance.

Next project to share is up in the family room (you’ll remember this room from the Christmas photos last year) – the only thing I did in this room was to frame and hang a bunch of the trip items we’ve brought home along the way.  Many of these items were lost in the mass of things on the shelves and lent themselves to easy framing and our local Michael’s facilitated the process by having many really good weeks of frame sales this summer so now we have this grouping:

 That strip on the far left is a belt decorated with coins and seashells from Thailand.  The seven postcard sized paintings are from Burma – they were sold in a plastic sleeved strip and are each hand done in ink – the whole thing cost something like $3.  There is a piece of Belgian lace that looks like a row of town houses, a paper doll from the airport in Japan (we’ve never been to Japan, just the airport in Tokyo and we don’t count a country as “visited” unless we leave the airport).  The items in an X are a set of handkerchiefs from Mexico, there is a small square of hand embroidery from Colombia (just thumbtacked to the wall), a piece of Islamic designed star shaped tile from Spain, and both a piece of hand woven fabric and ribbon embroidered/ hand made lace trimmed linen from Romania.

And then on the other side this grouping:

Here you can see a piece of Australian Aboriginal Art in the upper left corner – an appliquéd pot holder from Panama, more of the cards from Burma, Irish lace (center) a hand painted tile from Haiti, another – bigger- piece of appliqué/embroidery from Colombia, and a silk screened cotton print scarf also from the Tokyo airport.

The frames are all black and most of the items are just pressed to the glass with black acid free scrap-booking paper used to back them.  There are a couple items that did better with other colors behind (i.e. the Japanese doll is on gold, the Irish and Romanian lace are on dark green)  All the square frames are actually very inexpensive album frames and the Japanese scarf is in a small poster frame.

Enough for one day.  More another day.

>Disgusting

>Alan Grayson apparently, in addition to having no shame, plays the dirtiest politics I think I have ever seen and is the definition of why so many of us have nothing but disgust for Democrat politians in general (and more than a couple Republicans too for that matter).

Case in point, this campaign add:

Aside from the obviously outrageous comparison of Daniel Webster (what a name) to the Taliban – this is one of the  most outrageous “taken out of context” cases ever.  If Grayson gets away with this, we’d all better stop talking in public at all because they can take one word here and another there to make you seem to have said whatever they want.

Here is the actual context of Webster’s words

Notice that Webster is saying NOT to throw those words (and yes indeed, they are in the Bible) in the face of one’s wife, but to focus instead on what a man – husband – should do in a marriage.

Grayson is a disgrace, and he is not alone.  Keep the fire in the belly my friends.  Every day it’s getting closer, going faster than…

>You say rec room, we say wreck room

>Earlier this year I blogged that  a bunch of projects were underway here in the casa; some of you showed interest in before and after pictures.  Well, when I decide to do something I jump in and get going so usually a project is  about half way through before it occurs that I should have taken some before shots – by then it is too late.  Actually the process generally begins months before when a kernel of thought begins to grow that something needs to be done about a certain area, then I ponder and think and experiment in my head until a plan is formed as to exactly what and how.

Anyways, the boy and I assembled a table for our “wreck room” yesterday afternoon – thereby completing (at least for this year) one room worth of projects.  We’ve always called this area in our basement the wreck room because, though it serves several purposes, for the most part it has always been the play space. Our wreck room is a long narrow room spanning one end of our home completely – front of house to back of house.  It pretty much naturally divides itself into three areas.  The back end is where we have a bank of white storage shelves (those closet maid things you can buy and put together) that have held toys ranging from Barbie and Disney stuffies to K-nex, transformers, Legos, and matchbox cars. The center area is the TV viewing area so that is where the seating is as well, and the end at the back of the house has always housed a table – until yesterday a large old round table that was my mother’s before being handed down to us and the site of many an art project.  There are also a couple shelving units on the end with the table that have always held multitudes of art and crafting supplies for the girls (boy has never been much into the art thing).

With both girls now in apartments – having taken both the couch and love seat from the wreck room with them – and the boy (my last baby) now 13 – it was time to give the room a complete face lift, make it a more cohesive grown up space,  especially as now we often use this room as a guest space for the girl’s college age boyfriends and girlfriends when they come to visit.  The first thing I did was paint the room a great shade of blue – it had been a moderately deep shade of blue-green which certainly contributed to making it a somewhat dark space, even though it is a very large room with two large glass doors one one end.  Then I cleaned the carpet, found a great deal on a new couch and love seat (chocolate brown), upholstered a pine toy box one of the girls had made and painted many years ago in camp, cleaned out the toys – getting rid of the things that were outgrown, hung fabric panels in front of each of the shelves that didn’t have doors, painted a design on the white doors of the cabinet, covered boxes to store the remaining art/craft items the girls still own (and an impressive collection of Breyer horses), repainted the vanity that is used as a TV table (this is the fourth time I’ve painted this vanity to match changing decor), and ordered then assembled the new – smaller – rectangular table.  Finally a few blue throws and some pillows and here we are.  I still need to find something to go on the wall above the couch and I want to put in crown molding – the crown is just going to have to wait for next spring.

So now, here you go – a few pictures of the finished product – each can be embiggened if you click upon them.  Remember, I’m no photographer – I use a point and shoot – and have no idea how magazine room photographers do what they do – but these will give you an idea of what how we ended things in there.  We really like it.

This is a look down from about 1/3 the say through, behind me and not in the picture is the wall with the toy cabinets/shelves but this gives you a good idea of how things are laid out.  You can just see the tops of the chairs to the new table just behind the loveseat.

This is the new table looking back the other direction, you can see the toy cabinets back against the wall way back there.  Against the wall behind the table is the cradle my father built for our 2nd, stored under the cradle in a nice neat bag is the inflatable queen mattress we bought this spring for guests.  When it is set up we center it against the toy cabinet in the back of the room.  In the cradle (tightly packed in “space bags” are a big feather bed and nice pillows that we use on the mattress and folded on the top is the quilt with which we finish the whole thing.

This is the shelf (the hub built back in our first year or so of marriage – ya know, the year before Noah built the ark) and the banker’s boxes I covered with chocolate colored microfiber fabric to store the art stuff and horse models.

This picture is pretty dark but the new couches are chocolate colored so I don’t know how to get a better shot.  The recliner there on the left is one of the first pieces we ever bought – I’ve reupholstered it once before and now it is slip covered.  It just goes on and on…

Here are the toy cabinets, the fabric doesn’t show well here – I’ve tried several times but I can’t get the light to really co-operate.  Ah well, take it from me the fabric is chocolate brown with a geographic pattern in a silvery white.  I painted the designs on the doors to add texture and try to pull it together.  Those tubs on top hold a multitude of K-nex and Legos.

A close up of the door design – came up with it all my myself and put it on with Sharpie paint pens.

The wall with the TV – here you can see the curtains over the shelves better.  Guess what I used?  Two fabric shower curtains that I cut to fit then hemmed the sides and tacked across the top with silver upholstery tacks and about 18 inches up from the bottom on each side I used velcro strips to secure them to the edge of the cabinets and keep them hanging flat and straight.

This final picture is the pine box I upholstered.

I’ll show more projects in other areas tomorrow – or the next day – or whenever I find time to sit here and do it : )

>Not so Jolly Rancher

>http://www.khou.com/v/?i=93033319

Question – If this is law in Texas, why am I not hearing about kids being sent to detention all over the state?  And – since when did any state’s laws require the sending of children to detention as a state mandated penalty?

Nother question – Is this school’s principal a compete idiot? And since when do Texans put up with this sort of idiocy?

>Why I facebook

>To keep up with my girls, that is why I facebook.  They say I am a creeper, but I don’t creep – I let them know I am there.  Plus if they put it on the internet to share then they have no room to gripe.

So what did I learn about my girls on facebook today?  I learned that one of them was nearly hit by a driver that chose to throw his SUV into reverse and start backing without checking to see if anyone – say my 100 pound when soaking wet daughter – was behind him.  And what happened?  Well, her buddy with whom she was walking grabbed said daughter and launched both of them backward onto the ground – there by saving my daughter from certain serious injury if not death.  And what did daughter do?  Once she was safely on the ground she gave the SUV a good hard kick to let the idiot know he’d nearly hit someone.

Now, if any of us discovered we’d just nearly backed over someone we would have gotten out of the car, rushed to see if they were ok – and apologized profusely, right? What did this guy do?  The idiot got all up in my kid’s face and started yelling at her for kicking his car.  Most bullies expect tiny young girls to back off and be frightened when confronted with yelling men.  Did my kid back down?  Hell no – she just got further up in his face and yelled right back.

Her friend of course was struck speechless when the guy started yelling – but not my kid.  This kid fought cancer and won   – ain’t no bully stands a chance against her.  Her friend said thank goodness D3 is never at a loss for words.

Heh – giggle – oh my god someone nearly killed my kid – thank god she is one tough knot – giggle – whew.

>I do not like them, Sam I am

>

I do not like this Uncle Sam.
I do not like his health care scam.

I do not like these dirty crooks
or how they lie and cook the books.

I do not like when Congress steals.
I do not like their health care deals.

I do not like this speaker Nan.
I do not like this “YES WE CAN!”

I do not like this spending spree.
I’m smart, I know that nothing’s free.

I do not like the smug replies
when I complain about their lies.

I do not like this change and hope.
I do not like it…Nope! Nope! Nope!

Go Green…recycle Congress in 2010!!!

This was emailed to me this morning by a friend – don’t know who wrote it, but it was worth sharing.


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