To think it’s been so many years of joyful trashpicking
already. New partner in crime this year, the lovely Kim, who was super accommodating
and fun! She says she had a blast. Her haul included some wicker furniture, a
cool Paris painting, a super-excellent old metal "potting soil" box, and some other stuff. I forget.
The annual purple parade that our town throws every spring was almost upon us, so I had purple on the brain. First up, purple curtains and a purple floral sheet, both of which I used as tablecloths. Was festive! Those are both on a dark stool that I haven’t quite found a home for yet.
Here we have a medley of lovely objects. Starting clockwise from the owl, one of those garden owls that are supposed to scare off rodents and birds. Doesn’t work for crap, but regularly scares the crap out of me, as I round the corner of the garage. I’m high-strung, apparently.
Bag of new wrapping stuff, including patterned tape (fun! Would never buy, but will use!), fancy ribbons, gift bag, nice holiday card.
Funny story about the hand weights. I like to set expectations a little before starting. “What do you hope to find this year? What is your quest?” I told Kim I was looking for some 5 pound weights (and purple stuff for our upcoming purple party). She was extremely impressed when I spotted these at 75 meters, athletically leaping out of the minivan with a joyful cry of “5 pound weights!!” She didn’t really know what was happening until she saw my score. Five pound weights. Boo-yah. Also, 8 pound weights, but I already had a set of those.
Handy bin, rustic ornamental birdhouse, dove, and sign (close-up below). Also a box of seashells, which might go to an art project. If not, I know an art teacher or two.
Various baskets, a PURPLE party-lite vase/candleholder. A vase with the $59.99 price tag still on the bottom.
Pottery barn rug, currently in the room where I work. It’s very nice. Washed it down with the hose in the driveway first.
Cow shaped blackboard. Metal serving dish.
Two gold cherubs, which I will use with Christmas lights on the porch this winter. A bag of mostly Gap clothing, some of which I kept, some went to charity. A rug that we couldn’t save. Someone else took it from our curb. Hope they had better luck.
Different view, including a stack of books.
Two of Kim’s things: old book and Yankee Candles, new in box.Small plates, being used as saucers under some houseplants now. Gift bag.
Hi. Wow. It's been a while, huh. And this will also be a lame short entry. Don't have the full report yet, but we did neuropsych testing on Nea again. She's nearly 11 now. The last time was four years ago, in first grade. Since she's about to go to middle school, it's that time again. And we will do it again in high school, sophomore year, to make sure her accommodations will be current for college. Short version: working memory is still a big issue. She also has vision tracking problems, which no doubt are apraxia-related. Should have gone to that seminar I skipped. Damn. Contacting the people I know who ran that, though, so I hope to obtain a copy of the presentation. Or at least some names of decent eye doctors. Another thing on the summer's to-do list: get a better hearing test for Nea. Have the name of an audiologist recommended by a friend. The party never stops.
Gosh, well, happy new year. That’s a bit embarrassing. I’ve
been, um, busy.
So, 14 years ago we bought this house. It was almost a 100
years old at the time. Now it’s well over. It was built in 1908 or 1910,
depending on which source you believe. We are finally getting to the point
where all the work N does on it is “nice to have” instead of “really, this
needs to happen.” We had a visitor come look at the house recently. He grew up
here with his 8 brothers and sisters, and a cousin who stayed for a few years.
I felt a bit bad. There’s little left of the original
layout. The floor is mostly original downstairs. None of the original closets or
stairs remain. His parents came by maybe 10 years ago, so we’d heard some of
the history already. They lived here 30 years, from the 1960s to the 1990s. We’ve
had other former owners (from earlier) come by, too. It’s a house that inspires
loyalty, it would seem. Certainly the garden has undergone at least as much
change, too. It had hardly anything when we arrived. Just a few large trees, a
couple lilacs. Not much else.
Anyway. If you would like some stylish shoes like these,
here’s how to get them. Buy an old house. Work on it constantly for years. Wear
the shoes a lot. And that’s about it.
Yes, I did take this photo last summer. When there was grass. It's not like I don't have blog ideas. I just don't seem to prioritize the time to write.