Moving on from a horseshit weekend into a better week.
Julia has discovered the fireplace and the candles in it. This candle holder is something from when Lori sold candles back in the day. We haven't used it much for years, mostly because ground-level candles aren't safe with little children.
She vacuumed all the cobwebs from the fireplace a couple weeks ago.
But she loves it, so today we bought battery operated candles. Now she can enjoy the fireplace candles whenever she wants.
And this is a separate story, but late last night James helped brighten the mood around this house so incredibly much.
He got to telling old stories about his buddy. And they were completely ridiculous stories, and well told.
Finally James was completely undone with laughter, holding his chest, wiping tears from his eyes.
When he was finally able to speak again, he squeaked out, "I can't wait until he gets home again."
They grew up together and his friend goes to boarding school on the east coast, so they see each other during the summer and on holidays, but there's instagram and texting and facebook, so the miles don't seem all that far.
Thank you our friend, for being the kid of guy where truly absurd and hilarioius stories can be told in the kitchen late on a Monday night.
The kids did this to James' room while he was at work. That's a foam deer head, and they attached it to a shirt of his, and socks and positioned it in his video game chair, controller in hand, in front of the TV.
That's James' comment, "I see I've been replaced," probably from when he was on break.
This buffet cabinet is something I bought second-hand for $90 many years ago. It's fine. I refinished the top a long time ago, but have been thinking that in its location next to the back door, it's looking like it could use some touching up, nothing drastic, just going over it to hit the water spots and nicks.
The first thing I looked at was why the right hand cupboard door wouldn't close. I fiddled around with it for a few minutes and then looked at the opposite door. Same problem. Same direction.
I stared for a few minutes and then realized what was happening here.
The turtle tank is doing something bad to the suspension.
It's forcing the top down in the middle and the botton to widen. That's not good.
So we went to Fleet Farm and bought industrial shelving that can hold a thousand pounds, and he anchored it to the wall besides.
This was a project that was definitely NOT on the schedule for today, but it's done now.
When my dad comes back home, Mom said he'll look at the buffet and see if there's a way to fix it. If not, life will go on.
But T'HESE two?
They were with us at Fleet Farm while we examined all the shelving options and weights and measured the sizes.
They were fairly twitchy and quite silly, and I glanced over and Julia was standing up in the cart.
I said, "Julia! That's not safe! That can tip over!"
About that very moment, it did tilt to the side and she fell right out. Thank God she didn't hit her head or hurt her butt on the sharp edge of a shelf.
Onward. It's the weekend. Tomorrow is Friday, best day of the week.