Now wasn't that a nice and gentlemanly way to open my blog post for today?
If you happened to see the comments on my post last week you might have seen this one...
"Why do you even care what others think about your life and your home? People don't come here to read your negative bitter rants, we want to see and hear about your progress the good things. People talk, if it's not relevant just don't listen. You sound just like everyone you go off on."
All right then, she or he don't know me very well, but I will try it. From this point forward I will be nicey-nice, and tell you all about the wonderful, amazing, lovely, and beautiful things that happen in our splendid wine country home.
Today we went to Ace hardware, such a wonderful environment for families to shop for power tools while the young-uns play with the baby chickens. I needed to buy a hammer and spent 3 hours going over the pros and cons of each of the possible new soldiers that would join our holy battle. All the while I was surrounded by happy shoppers that smiled at me, in that small town loving way, as they perused the isles looking for their favorite brand of kitchen cleaner. I recommended a few brands to JonDarnel, since she seemed so perplexed by the number of possible brands. It is so uplifting to be helpful!
This morning, before we left, little Johnny threw up in his cereal bowl at breakfast and I had to run quick to get the camera to take a picture because it was so sweet to watch him eat his cereal despite the fact that he just threw up in the bowl... ADORABLE to say the least.
Oh... Suzie just made a poopie in her nappy, the precious little dear. Let me show you how to give the nappy a Martha Stewart look by tying it with a beautiful ribbon, which you can get at Costco for a song. When you tie it up like this it is so cute when you throw it in the trash and every time you open the can to use it you will be reminded of the blessed moment when Suzie made that little pooh, the precious little dear, and, think of the happy smiles on the faces of your guests when they open the trash and see that adorable gift left so lovingly in the can...
Even when I try to write nicey-nice I fall into that wicked sense of humor trap, but I tried.
To Anonymous I kindly wrote...
"I prefer to find funny little bits to incorporate into my writing to make my readers laugh. Humor is the only way to survive what we are doing and quite a bit of humor comes from outside our doors. It would seem that you have not read much of my blog and if all you want is progress, well, walk on by and point a finger or two."
By the way, the reason that the diaper bit popped into my head is that a couple of days ago we were forced to stand in our yard and look down at a lovely gift someone had left us. We circled it, expressed numerous expletives, all the while poking the package with a stick, and playing rock-paper-scissors, to decide who would remove the soiled baby diaper to the trash... sometimes people are disgusting!
Progress report for the day
The staircase has made leaps and strides in the last week and I want to share a couple of pictures with you.
Now we have this...
|Not finished yet, but looking so much better, naked of paint and ancient finishes.|
More to come as we continue installing wood finishes in preparation for plaster, which we begin on the 23rd. Eeeek! I am running out of time!
As I sign off today, don't forget to leave me comments and let me know if you prefer the "nicey-nice" writing style or my usual "negative bitter rants".
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