It was the coldest MEA weekend ever. We persevered, and the kids were good sports, and we all had a good time.
They burned the brush pile. It was a good weekend for a fire.
Love you all, MOM aka Grandma
Love you all, MOM aka Grandma
Happy Birthday, Maria
Love, Mom and Dad and Everybody else
Tim had refused, said it was a pointless task.
Well, it might be. I brought back all the containers and lids from the lake. We have to get it all together in one place, for heaven's sakes.
He was so annoyed and unhappy, ran his mouth the whole time.La-la-la, I can't hear you.
If you want all your Tupperware and containers sorted, this plumber knows how to do it. Sort. Rectangles with rectangle lids, square with square, round with round. Boom. Get it done.
Okay, good night, lots of love, Val
It's all clutter like most cupboards are if you open up the doors.
Yeesh!
Slam!
We have the cupboard doors, and last weekend I exhumed the little cupboard doors for the cabinet over the stove.
I sanded them DOWN. I sanded until my hands were numb and achy and stiff. I sampled the stain, but that revealed resistant areas I had not sanded off, so I began again.
Joe said they'd be hard to paint smoothly because of the texture of the grain and he was right. Sanded entirely, they stained great. I rubbed on coats of tung oil and beautiful.
Love, Val