TIME: 7:30 PM
PLACE: Back yard
SUBJECT: Leaf impression on wooden chair
The husband purchased two used wooden Adirondack chairs.
One came with it’s own leaf impression on the seat.
Bonus.
TIME: 1:46 PM
PLACE: Work
SUBJECT: Outdoor patio
I like to eat a late lunch, usually about 1:30 or later.
This way, when I’m finished, I’ve only about 2 hours of work until I get to leave for the day @ 4pm.
I opted to eat outside today – it was warm, but I was alone and the shadows were nice and crisp on the ground..
“Let’s begin by taking a smallish nap or two.”
Winnie the Pooh
TIME: 4:08 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: Jack
A perfect Saturday includes a nap.
No matter how awkward the sleeping position.
“Some smart man once said that on the most exalted throne in the world we are seated on nothing but our own arse.”
Wendell Mayes, U.S. screenwriter. Otto Preminger. CINCPAC II (Henry Fonda), In Harm's Way (1965).
TIME: 7:45 PM
PLACE: Indoor soccer field
SUBJECT: Spectator chair
MonkeyBoy has been attending a soccer camp for the past 8 or so Monday evenings. Tonight was his last session. I sat my derriere on this chair, drank an iced tea and watched.
“No animal should ever jump up on the dining room furniture unless absolutely certain that he can hold his own in the conversation."
Fran Lebowitz (American Writer and Humorist, b.1950)
TIME: 9:07 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: Ruined chair and reason why
I bought this recliner about a year before the HH brought home the dog. That means I had about one year of owning a nice piece of furniture – one that was un-molested by doggie nails and un-permeated by doggie odor. That is so not the case now.
“If you hold a cat by the tail you learn things you cannot learn any other way.”
Mark Twain (American Humorist, Writer and Lecturer. 1835-1910)
TIME: 11:14 PM
PLACE: Kitchen
SUBJECT: Tessa on a kitchen chair
I just arrived home from a trivia night. We came in second place – Yea us. Our prize was $100, so basically we all received our entrance money back ($10). Sweet! As I walked into the door, all the animals greeted me – I am so loved. I was surprised that Tessa was part of the bunch. She usually stays upstairs when the dog is out and about. It’s only taken her 5 years, but she’s finally getting braver. Right after I took this photo, she hissed at Oreo (who had dared to walk under the kitchen table to get by my side), jumped off of the chair and disappeared into the basement.
“I went to this restaurant last night that was set up like a big buffet in the shape of an Ouija board. You'd think about what kind of food you want, and the table would move across the floor to it.”
Stephen Wright (American Actor and Writer, b.1955)
TIME: 6:52 PM
PLACE: Steak ‘n Shake
SUBJECT: Tile floor
We ate supper this evening at Steak ‘n Shake: DramaQueen’s choice. My mom *hearted* this place big time. Whenever we would go, she usually ordered the same thing - a double steakburger with onion and mustard, their tiny, crispy, shoestring French fries and a chocolate shake. Come to think of it, when I was pregnant with DramaQueen, I would eat here almost every Friday night, usually accompanied by my sister. Maybe that’s why DQ loves this place so much now.
Glider before: May 28, 2011
”Occasionally we all inherit, or are given, or get something or some things that are too good to use for a variety of seemingly sound but really quite silly reasons-they’re heirlooms or too rare or too expensive or too fragile or too pretty. The result is heirloom linen handed down from generation to generation that falls apart when some benighted heiress decides to air it. While I’m glad that past generations saved some things we now enjoy, we are enjoying them by using them instead of carefully storing them for our kids-in turn to store. Unused beautiful things are a waste.”
Malcolm Forbes
TIME: 8:08 PM
PLACE: Front porch
SUBJECT: …and glider after.
Finally, after an unplanned break (Bwahahaha! *wipes tears from eyes* Get it? I “broke” my wrist and there was a “break” in finishing my project? *sigh* I do love me a good pun), I finished restoring my paternal grandmother’s metal glider. It only took three trips to the hardware store – the first to pick up the bolts, nuts and lock washers; a second to pick up plastic caps that I forgot the first time; then a third time for one more bolt and two more nuts because apparently I couldn’t count correctly. But, I got her put together and now she sits on the front porch for our gliding pleasure.
Now lets see her again from a slightly different angle…before:
and…
after.
And here are some very early befores:
My dad determined that this would have been around 1954-1955ish. That is his dog, Cindy. The car in the background is a 1949 Plymouth.
This photo was taken in the summer of 1964. My great-aunt Teresa (my paternal grandfather’s sister) is sitting on the glider, my paternal grandmother (Ignazia or Edna) is sitting next to her on the metal chair and that’s my mom sitting in the lawn chair on the far right - she’s pregnant with my oldest brother Michael. That glider and the chair have been around for awhile…I’m honored to have them on my porch.
Me: “MonkeyBoy, always remember that you are my favorite son.”
MB: “I’m your ONLY son.”
Me: “There you go.”
Conversation MB and I often have..
TIME: 2:16 PM
PLACE: School
SUBJECT: MonkeyBoy
MB’s last full day of grade school was capped off with a ceremony honoring the 6th grade students who are moving on to junior high in the fall. Certificates were given to students who best represented the district’s different monthly life skills for character words. MB was recognized for exemplifying Self-Discipline - “..thinking about your words and actions and then making choices that are right for you and others”. Yes, I teared up during the ceremony. That’s what mom’s do.
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And, because I am excited about it….here is the freshly painted metal chair and an old pillow with a newly sewn cover I whipped up this evening. That’s one summer project off my ever expanding list – now I need to start on the glider.
What’s black and white and hot pink all over?
…A sun-burned zebra
Really bad joke
TIME: 9:16 PM
PLACE: Kitchen
SUBJECT: DramaQueen’s newly refurbished desk chair
Warning!: Don’t look at the photo too long, or you might go blind. I highly suggest that you fashion one of those eclipse viewers to view this post.
Wow. Florescent pink and zebra stripes. I’m having 80’s flashbacks just looking at this photo. Think Zubaz Pants. Just wow. *closes eyes and shakes head hard to clear image of those pants featured in that link from my head* Ok…way back when, my mom purchased this chair at an estate sale for a then 3 year-old DQ. Until this evening, it had the original white frame and faded pink velvet tufted upholstery. Now, thanks to the wonders of spray paint, new fabric, foam cushioning and an electric staple gun, DQ has the chair of her dreams. Here are before and after photos to help you better appreciate the transformation:
She loves it. It’s not my style, but then again, it’s not my chair.
[talking to the chassis]
Harry Hogge: I'm gonna give you an engine low to the ground... extra thick oil pan to cut the wind from underneath you. It'll give you thirty or forty more horsepower. I'm gonna give you a fuel line that'll hold an extra gallon of gas. I'm gonna shave half an inch off you and shape you like a bullet. I'll get you primed, painted and weighed, and you'll be ready to go out on that racetrack. Hear me? You're gonna be perfect.
Duvall, Robert, perf. Days Of Thunder. Dir. Tony Scott. 1990. Paramount Pictures. DVD.
TIME: 7:12 PM
PLACE: Back yard
SUBJECT: Rust-oleum primer & metal chair seat
This evening, I began to prep an old metal chair for a new coat of paint. The hardest part was removing the rusted bolts that held the seat to the frame. Luckily, I was able to find some penetrating oil in the garage that worked wonders. I sanded the frame and seat with some 100 grit sandpaper, wiped it all down and sprayed them with a coat of primer. I plan to paint the frame white, but I haven’t decided on the color for the seat. This chair, along with a metal glider that is also on the project list, belonged to my paternal grandmother (*Light bulb moment* I’ll call Dad and find out the original color). They have been sitting against the back of my house for a couple of years…it’s about time I got off my duff and made them pretty for the front porch.
"It's a Pillow. It's a Pet. It's a Pillow Pet!".
Advertising slogan
TIME: 12:53 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: StellaDella and Oreo
SD has been obsessed not only with zombies, but also with Pokémon. She has been diligently playing the Nintendo DS Pokémon Soul Silver game we bought her for her birthday. Today, I caught her using Oreo as a pillow as she was dressing her Kyogre on her game system. It doesn’t look like Oreo minds one bit.
“No amount of time can erase the memory of a good cat, and no amount of masking tape can ever totally remove his fur from your couch.”
Leo F. Buscaglia (American guru, tireless advocate of the power of love, 1924-1998)
TIME: 8:32 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: Jack
MonkeyBoy has been sick the last two days…nothing messy, just achy and a slight fever. He’s been sleeping a lot. I’m thinking he will be staying home again tomorrow. ~*~*~ This morning, I had a dentist and haircut appointment. I get to go back to the dentist next Tuesday because my one and only filling needs to be redone. The tooth was originally worked on when I was in high school, so I guess that my parents got their money’s worth from the original dental work. ~*~*~ Jack has been sleeping on the orange chair most of the evening – I think he blends in rather well.
