Sprucing Things Up

I have a love/hate thing going on with Spring. I love that all of the trees and flowers are blooming, and that the grass seems to be waking from hibernation, but I hate that the weeds are growing, too. (Many weeds have been growing since Fall!)

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Messy Yard

The older and more out-of-shape I get, the less I enjoy gardening. It takes a toll on this aging body. Hubby feels the same way. He’s older than me, remember. Or, as he likes to say, I am younger than him, by slightly more than a decade.

Our yard is small, but it is full of flower beds. In 2013, after he and I spent an entire weekend weeding, schlepping around and applying 65 two-cubic-foot bags of mulch, and a whole week recovering from the resultant aches and pains, we told each other, “Never again.”

So, in Spring of 2014, it became my task to hire a landscaper. Long-story-short, they were terribly expensive, asking for much more than we were willing to spend. I decided it would be much more cost-effective if we, really I, bought mulch and found a local kid or two to come spread it around for us.

As I was leaving the garden center, having just paid for a mulch delivery, our favorite waiter was walking into the garden center, wearing that establishment’s uniform. He’s a very nice young man in his late 20s who I know has a couple of children and routinely works three to four jobs at a time.

I asked if he’d like to help with our yard. He agreed. He did such a fabulous job, he’s been doing it every year since.

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Messy Yard

That first year, I didn’t have high expectations. I just wanted him to spread the mulch. He did that, of course, but first he weeded and cleaned out all the old leaves and such. He filled about 15 large trash bags with debris! Then he spread the mulch.

He worked around his own schedule, doing it in a few shorter blocks of time. Between every shift, he cleaned, so the yard was spotless when he left. Of course, he cleaned when he had finished the job, too. The yard was spotless. He really does an amazing job.

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Attention to Detail

 

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Clean Yard

 

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Clean Yard

 

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Clean Yard

 

A little help from a friend.
A little help from a friend.

 

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Clean Yard

 

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QA Inspectors

 

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Clean Yard

 

"Muy bien, Mama!" (They say he passed inspection.)
“Muy bien, Mama!” (They say he passed inspection.)

I do not know this young man very well personally, but he always provides top-notch services. He’s a good guy, a very hard worker, and is also very conscientious and takes pride in his work. Plus, he loves doing this type of thing. To quote him, mulch smells “like freedom” to him (meaning he’s outdoors working rather than indoors).

If you live in or around the Warrenton area and have a project for which you could use some assistance, let me know and I’ll put you in touch. It will be up to you to meet and negotiate an agreement with this young man for whatever project you have in mind. He’s very good AND very reasonable.

Mint-Green Monstrosity… Gone

I’ve had an ugly-ass pie safe sitting in my dining room for a while. I did a post about the pie safe shortly after I bought the piece.

Mint-green Monstrosity

I never did like the color. The more I looked at it, the more I hated it.

This is not a valuable antique. (My Dad thinks anything old is valuable.)

I probably paid too much for the thing. But that’s okay. I wanted it. It spoke to me. The piece had character. And that’s exactly what sucked me in.

The old, rusty, original, stamped tins. The knot-holes. The wonky doors.

It’s not a very-well-constructed item. In fact, I think either a kid built the thing or some poor pioneer/farmer.

Not only was it clumsily made, upon close inspection I realized it had been built of scrap wood.

It wasn’t exactly square. And the joinery was some of the more amateurish work I’ve seen.

Adding insult to injury, someone removed the original hinges and replaced them with very basic, brass, surface-mounted hinges. If you click on the image and zoom in, you’ll see what I mean about the hinges.

So why did I buy the thing? I knew I’d give it new life one day.

It sat in my dining room for a little more than two years. I wanted to paint it, really. But it’s a big piece — at least five feet tall and about three feet wide — and I knew it would take a decent chunk of time. Large, uninterrupted chunks of time are a rare commodity around here.

Still, I can’t believe I left that thing sitting there looking ugly for so long!

Finally, I decided to get that thing done. With Hubby’s help, of course.

Step one was to empty-out the piece.

Where to put all of the stuff that we’d crammed in there? On the dining room table, of course.

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What a cluttered, claustrophobia-inducing mess!

Hubby and I carried the thing to the basement, where he removed and repaired the doors so he could install new, more-appropriate hinges. He actually had to cut a chunk of the old wood away and replace it with new wood to make the hinges work.

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Newly-repaired Door

I painted the cabinet before he replaced the doors. Remember, I liked the character of the piece. I wasn’t trying to make it look new. Just better. So I covered that minty (or sea-foam green) green paint with a single, not-so-neatly-applied layer of Old Ochre chalk paint. In some places, I used two layers. But not many.

Once the entire piece was covered, I realized it needed something else. Some sort of oomph. Something to make it “pop.”

So I added some color to the interior.

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A little bit of color.

There’s nothing symmetrical about this piece of furniture, so I applied the red (Primer Red) and blue (Napoleonic Blue) in an uneven pattern. I didn’t even use tape, I just eyeballed it. Tape would have made it too straight. Too perfect.

This is not a perfect-type piece.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to use dark wax on the piece, but that stuff really highlights imperfections. And since this pie safe is full of imperfections, I used both clear and dark wax.

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Clear Wax vs Clear & Dark Wax

I just love the way the dark wax settles into all the nooks and crannies.

Then it was time for Hubby to hang the repaired doors.

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My Handy Hubby

Here’s another clear wax-only vs clear and dark wax comparison.

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The door on the left is Old Ochre with clear wax.

Some of you may hate this rustic look. I like it.

I decided to make the drawer face red.

One day, my kids will either be fighting over this piece or happily lugging it to the dump.

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It’s done! Maybe.

Sorry for the grainy pics. I used the phone camera.

I’m not crazy about those too-white knobs, so they’ll be replaced one day.

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In place and ready to be loaded.

 

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Cabinet Re-filled

 

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Old stuff (no priceless antiques here).

 

It’s great to have our dining room back.

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You can see the table again!

Here’s a reminder of what it looked like before.

Mint-green cabinet, stuffy crystal chandelier, and unpainted chairs.

It’s SOOOO nice to have our dining room back. I am not a neat freak, but all of that clutter made us both feel as if the walls were closing in on us.

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Now it matches.

Not only does the pie safe look better, it actually matches the table and chairs.

So, do you hate the old, rustic look? If that’s just not your style, I hope you can at least appreciate the new life I have given these old pieces of junk. 🙂

 

And in Other News…

Lots has been going on around here of late. And we had some excitement in the family, too.

I’ll share the family excitement first. I’ve dubbed the event…

A Proud Moment in Family History

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Shannon on her first motorcycle.

Our eldest kid, Shannon, who lives in San Diego, just bought her first motorcycle. It’s a 2009 Honda Rebel. She passed her motorcycle safety course with flying colors and got her license within the last couple of weeks.

I think a trip to San Diego will be in order soon so we can do a family ride.

Under Contract

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After just 18 days on the MLS.

The WV Place is under contract. We got the offer exactly two weeks after it hit the market. It was a bit low, so we countered. The contract was accepted two days later. Now we just have to get through the home inspection. We don’t anticipate any major issues, but one never knows…

Another Furniture Makeover Done

I bought this piece at auction over a year ago. There was some termite damage to one of the back legs, but I loved the look of the old oak and the large glass front. After getting it home, we realized it stunk. Bad. The old-people-house smell was oozing out of its pores. Is that what “musty” means? It sat in our garage for a while, coated in baking soda. Finally, we took it down to the basement.

That handy Hubby of mine gave it a new back leg. The shelves were particularly stinky and quite banged-up. I covered the whole thing in a couple coats of Zinsser’s Shellac (per my friend Janet’s recommendation), sanded it lightly with very fine steel wool, cleaned it off with mineral spirits, then hit it with some paint. I wanted to preserve the look of the nicely-aged exterior, so I just painted the base of the interior and the shelves, using the Old Ochre color in Annie Sloan Chalk Paint.

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Display Cabinet Re-style

Now I’m in the process of finishing that ugly seafoam green pie safe…

He Just Can’t Sit Still

Hubby has been busy, too. After a long break post-Grandfather Clock, he’s back at doing some more home projects.

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Installing a Door

He’s been wanting to add a sound barrier between the family room and kitchen since shortly after we moved here. All those folks who just LOVE “open floor plans” must never have experienced trying to watch TV while someone else is doing something, anything, in the kitchen.

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Relocating a Light Fixture

The light in our breakfast room is centered on the ceiling, which is just dumb. It should have been centered over the area where the table can sit. The table can’t possibly sit in the middle of the room, or you would be able to get out the back door. Well, you could get out the door, but you’d have to squeeze past the table and chairs.

On the Road Again

Later this week, I’ll be heading back to Texas. It’s just another short work trip to Austin. Of course, I’ll try and squeeze in some fun, too. So, if you don’t hear from me for awhile, that’s why.

I can’t wait to re-visit Rudy’s BBQ…

Yum… Texas BBQ. Smoked Brisket.

I REALLY wish I could have some of that for breakfast… brisket and eggs. Yum.

Grandfather’s Clock

There’s been some secret stuff going on around here for a while. Since January, to be exact.

That husband of mine has been working on a very special gift for his Mom. A clock. But not just any clock. A grandfather clock with a very interesting back-story.

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Grandfather’s Clock (click on the image for a closer look)

That talented Hubby of mine built this clock completely from scratch, using black walnut harvested by his grandfather.

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The story is inscribed on the plaque above the clock face.

I’ll tell you more about the process and share some other pics, and a video of the presentation, in a later post.

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The Story (text added below in case that’s too hard to read)

 

This clock began as a black walnut tree in the mid-1800s in Clearfield, Pennsylvania. The tree was harvested in the 1930s by Clair Hallock, who then had the wood milled and stored for a future project. Initially kept in Clearfield, he eventually moved the lumber to his then-home in Baltimore, Maryland. Clair, having decided that the wood was suitable for a clock case, purchased a clock movement from Keininger (one of Germany’s renowned clock makers) during an early 1970s vacation in Germany. The movement was stored along with the wood. Periodically, Clair talked about the clock and how he’d never found a plan that he liked. In time, he returned to his hometown of Clearfield for retirement. He passed away in 2008, never having realized his goal of completing the clock. The lumber and movement were passed on to Clair’s daughter Jeanne, who selected the plan that I used, along with Clair’s materials, to build this grandfather clock. I present Grandfather’s clock to my mother Jeanne, with much love and respect, Mike Kirkpatrick – May 2014.

 

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A very happy and proud Mom with her son, Mike.

Today was truly a Mother’s Day to remember.

Just Another Weekend

We’re not religious people. And we don’t have family close by. So, to us, Easter weekend was just another weekend.

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Killjoy

The weather was nice, though. In my mind, it was a perfect Spring weekend. Temps in the mid-60s. Sunny. Relatively cloudless.

It would have been a nice riding weekend. But I had a bunch of yard work to get done. And since the weather was perfect for working in the yard, that’s what I did.

I spent Saturday morning procuring plants. Saturday afternoon and Sunday were dedicated to weeding, digging, and planting.

Trust me when I tell you I was dead on my feet by Sunday night. I’m just not as fit as I used to be. All of that bending, stooping, digging, crawling around and such really took its toll. My brain was mush by Sunday evening. I was still quite sore yesterday, too.

The good news is, the flower beds are just about ready for mulching. The even better news is that we hired a nice young man to do the mulching for us.

Last year, Hubby and I spread 65, 2 cubic foot bags of shredded hardwood mulch around. It took a whole weekend to prep the beds (clean-out, weeding, and planting). It wiped us out. Since we both have other stuff going on (personal household projects), we decided to hire someone to help this year. I’ll post pics once the mulch has been installed.

Even though I’m whining about the after-effects, I enjoyed being outside. So did the girls.

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Mama’s little helpers.

I’m not sure if it’s true of all dog breeds, but these Brittanys LOVE to be with their people. They were never far from my side. In the images above, left to right, you can see Meg snoozing in the warm sun, K hunting bees, and Belle watching me work. That was on Saturday.

On Sunday morning, while I was weeding, Belle and K were watching me very closely. I had to back up several steps to capture this next shot.

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Supervisors

Meg napped off and on most of the day. Sometimes inside, but mostly outdoors with me.

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Meg sorta snoozing.

 

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Not very cooperative dogs.

These dogs always make me smile. (If you want to learn more about this breed, here’s a short Brittany video you can watch.)

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I wish I could remember what this shrub/bush is called. It has very dark-red leaves and, in Spring, is covered with the most beautiful little flowers.

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Pretty flowering plant.

 

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That was my “holiday” weekend. I must admit, I did enjoy having the day off on Friday. Relaxation would have been nice, but I figured it would be better to get the bulk of the yard work done so that when riding weather finally settles in, I’ll have time to enjoy it.

Oh, the places we will go…

Hubby, a Bed, and Beauty Day

This post is long overdue. The bed part, anyway. Don’t worry… it’s not X-rated.

Our house has two bedrooms (master and guest) and two offices (Hubby’s and mine). If more than one person or couple visits, they’d either get stuck on the sofabed in the living room (no privacy) or in the basement on an air mattress. (The only problem with the basement, besides the air mattress, is having to walk through Hubby’s workshop to reach the bathroom.)

We though our guests would appreciate having a real bed, but we both need our offices. So Hubby decided to make a Murphy Bed.

Since not everyone is familiar with the Murphy Bed, and because I thought it was interesting, here’s a video for you that explains the history of the Murphy Bed.

As for our Murphy Bed, we decided it would go in Hubby’s office, because that’s a bigger space. I didn’t take a “before” picture, so you’ll just have to imagine a blank wall.

Keep in mind, Hubby buys rough, unplaned lumber. That’s REALLY starting from scratch. (If you don’t know the difference between rough, unplaned lumber and the stuff you buy ready-to-use, check out this past post of mine.)

For this project, Hubby chose Birch plywood and Cherry trim.

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Murphy Bed Frame

 

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Murphy Bed Mattress Platform

 

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With mattress in place.

 

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With mattress in place.

 

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Murphy Bed Cabinet

 

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Murphy Bed Cabinet

Pretty cool, eh? The bed was completed before Christmas (I told you this was overdue).

I always tell people that Hubby of mine is handy. He has a vast array of skills. Think of him as the king of DIY.

Guess what he did on Sunday afternoon. Heck, you’ll never guess, so I’ll just show you.

It was beauty day for the Bitches. Also long overdue…

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Hubby’s multi-purpose workbench comes in handy for all kinds of tasks.

 

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She looks thrilled, right?

 

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Belle “before,” dreading what she knew was coming.

 

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She also looks thrilled, doesn’t she?

 

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She enjoys this more than she’d have you believe.

 

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K and Belle both submit to grooming.

 

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Hi, Mama.

 

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K, after.

 

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Belle, after. Note Meg’s “don’t even think about it” look.

Meg is the most stubborn, head-strong dog I have ever met. She doesn’t like to be groomed. It takes two of us to give Meg a trim. And even then it’s a challenge. She fights it the whole way.

So she is still a bit shaggy. We may just leave her to the professionals.

Gotta love handy Hubbies, right?