I am pacing back and forth, to and fro, with a furrowed brow. Well – they’ve been telling us it was coming (whoever “they” are). They’ve pleaded with us to prepare, to get ready. And now it…
Forward March!
“A place in they memory, dearest, Is all that I claim; To pause and look back when thou hearest The sound of my name.” Gerald Griffin (1803 – 1840) I had this idea for a New…
When It Rains…
Mister and I have been battling Marvin. Marvin is the name of our pool sweeper, and we love that little motorized rover because he generally does a great job of keeping the bottom of the pool clean. …
Living With Ghosts
Mister and I live with a ghost. Miss Harmon is basically harmless, though she does sometimes catch us by surprise. Generally, it’s a peaceful co-existence and we’re okay with it. (Never mind that we have to be okay…
Tradition! Tradition!
It’s Christmas morning. That means steak and eggs. And champers. And keeping our pajamas on for way too long. And Christmas music. And laughter. And memories. And naps. And maybe some more champers. And phone calls. And drunk…
Everything Old is New Again – Sort Of
This is a dining room chair. I recovered the seat years and years ago, and I’ve loved that fabric since the day I found it. But like all good things, this fabric’s time had come and it needed…
Statue Project
So here’s what happened. The New Pad has this weird display tower in the Living Room. It juts out into the room and has 4 shelves, one is solid and just above the floor and the other 3…
You Never Forget Your First
As I work away on the living room of the New Pad, I’m doing more than painting walls. For example, art must be hung – with intent. We have too much from which to choose (an embarrassment of…
Who You Gonna Call?
I am somewhat handy. Actually, I’m pretty danged handy. When a job needs doing around the New Pad, the first question I ask myself is whether or not I can handle it. So far – touch wood –…