April 05, 2011

OMG, someone might see my Boobs

The spring switch finally was flipped a week ago. All we saw was rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, and oh yeah, did I mention Rain! For weeks, and months, and years it has been doing nothing but raining... well maybe I am exaggerating, but I think you get the drift. But on Monday March 28th spring arrived. It did not trickle in or come slowly, it just was, and it is glorious. Winter blues are lifting, the days have grown longer, and we are pulling out of our shell and working ever harder.

The name of the game has been veneer board and re-trimming the first floor. We now have solid walls on the first floor and some original casings and baseboards stripped of paint and put back where they belong.
To remove the torture of the years, layers and layers of paint, and horrid abuse by folks who did not care, we are again relying on our planer. Yes it dulls knife blades something terrible but it is so much safer for the environment and us that it is worth it. To strip with chemical would produce gallons of toxic waste the would end up in a land fill. and we would still have to sand off the final faux paint layer as the chemical does not seem to cut it. Three or four passes through the planer removes ninety five to one hundred percent of the paint.




They will still need sanding and filling, so much abuse over the years, but as they go back in they are looking great.

We used the same treatment for the window casings in both bay windows, as those particular casings needed to be put in prior to the drywall...

The Living room with solid walls. Note the original window casings in the bay window, striped of paint and reinstalled.

In removing the paint I made an interesting discovery. Holes... nail holes, screw holes, staple holes, thumb tack holes, hole after hole after hole...



So many holes. And what are they from you may ask? Window coverings! Years and years and years of window coverings.

OMG someone might look in and see my boobs!

So get those windows covered. Maybe its a Healdsburg thing, cause if you start looking around at the houses here everyone has their blinds down or their curtains draw. Windows covered with no hope of daylight getting in. Maybe this whole town runs around nekid inside their homes all day and night and they are afraid someone will look in and see their boobs. I don't know, it's a mystery that I just don't get. Come on Healdsburg... open em up, let the sunshine in! Let your boobs out into the daylight. 

Of course we have no window coverings which may explain why cars slow down at night as they pass by. But go ahead and look, and if we see ya we will flash our boobs at you!






















Room by room we are sealing up the walls. When a house like this is completely bare of plaster with only its studs showing, it seems so big. Now our rooms are closing in on us, getting tiny. The Living room (pictured above) is twenty four feet by fourteen feet. That seemed enormous when open and bare, but now it feels so closed in, how will we ever live in such a small environment? how will we get by?

The following pictures are some of the rooms on the first floor that now have solid walls.

The breakfast room.

The Library bay window, still some drywall left to do above it. Note the original baseboards, minus paint.

The opening from the Library into the study. Phillip has actually moved his office into it.


Study doors closed. Yes the pocket doors now work. I begged to be shot while installing them, but they are in.

The Study door leading to the center hall.

The center hall from the back.

The center hall from the front.
Now that the center hall has walls I am thinking of tackling the staircase. I think its time. But every where I turn I can say the same thing. Now that the walls are solid I really should tackle...


So drive on by sometime and give us a wave. Granted you won't see much boob in this house but we will definitely wave back.

And finally today I want to give a shout out to my new followers.... "Hey new followers" Yeah, thank you for joining us on this crazy journey. Give us a comment sometime and don't forget to show your boobs!


PS... In case anyone wonders... the wall board, drywall, veneer board, or what ever you want to call it is actually called Kal-Kore or blue board.  It is naturally a grey blue color, and is meant to have plaster applied to its surface. It is grey blue in color to distinguish it from regular drywall.

9 comments:

  1. You guys never cease to amaze me. It just gets better and better.

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  2. Many comments....we are SO getting a planer! Funny coincidence, we were just talking about it the other day. Thanks for the info on blue board. Interested to hear why you chose that over drywall. Also, those chandeliers look amazing! And the other fixtures as well. Still want to see more photos of the finished bathroom. Hugs!
    Ann

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  3. Good job my booby buddies!!! Smile

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  4. I will open our blinds.
    HOWEVER, we need a blog entry devoted to Brutus ;)

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  5. had a laugh with the "boob story" . . .guys, pls remember there's another soul from Vegas who wants to get an invite on the open house . . .i can be the official assistant to Mr.Bosch !!! Happy Easter !!!

    Lorna

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  6. Mark and Phillip... I can't wait to come up... Your house is really growing in beauty... I just love it...love it.....

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  7. really like that wooden light fixture!!

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  8. I worked a few doors down on East St for years. Never saw too much going on in that house. I always wondered if it would ever be restored. The pocket doors are to die for. Can't wait to see it on Sunday.

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