drowning at 7 feet sea level
Hadn’t even washed my face this morning when I took this, which accounts for the Lone Ranger look… but dadgum someone needs to give me a hair cut!!
Long hair on young people is wonderful; on old people it can be… ridiculous. I’m feeling ridiculous.
I went crazy on the bamboo.
Who knew bamboo was so messy? Forget the clean up, there are a ton of wee dead leaves to rake. I’ve still got the gift of planting the wrong thing in the wrong place.
On the other hand, if you live in south Florida… Seabreeze bamboo makes for a great divider no one can see through. Just… don’t let it get away from you.
Before this I’d never done a renovation. Ever. Hadn’t picked things out like: tile, paint, vanities… this was an education. At every turn my contractor texted “do you have the…?” and I would panic and reply “what tile?” “what grout?” You get the idea. I felt like a fool.
Because of my ignorance we bought a bunch of stuff that really doesn’t go together, so I’m currently working on using decor to tie it together. These pictures don’t relay any of the decor (we don’t even have a mirror yet… and have never used the shower!) but pictures of the resulting mess are forthcoming.
Before:
…and after.
The guest bathroom will be much better! We won’t do it until this summer, but I’m already working on it!
IF anyone lives in south Florida and needs a contractor, I know a good one. 😉
I almost chopped the tip of my thumb off using a new mandolin. That was horribly painful.
A bee stung me in bed. It’s nasty and I’ve no wrist left; just a red hand and a red balloon arm.
The contractor doing our master bath remodel punched a big hole through to our bedroom… and doesn’t even know it yet. He’ll be here within the hour. I can’t wait.
Strange people making white dust and concrete have been in and out of my house, making me want to run away.
Is it any wonder my notes to my husband (in his lunch) have gotten a tad odd??
Yeah, I bought one of those camping doohickeys women use… It’s called Venus to Mars and no, I haven’t tried it yet. Bizarre!!
You can laugh now. 😉
My favorite picture of a Thanksgiving cactus. It still has plenty of buds, so… no, no more photos. I know you’re relieved.
I put some fairy lights in my mom’s old bowl and magic!
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Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, but I’ve nothing to do, since the man can’t eat salt, sugar, gluten or meat… maybe I’ll just serve him a toothpick?!
Happy Turkey Day!
Taken this morning at 6:30a. Always amazes me how light differs if you turn around!
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Nope, I didn’t play with them at all… though I wanted to… As shot.
My Thanksgiving cactus has started blooming…
Today is the 3rd anniversary of my dad’s death.
It all seems like a nice dream I had once… I found and met my biological father. Knew him for three years. He died. It’s been three years since he left us.
It’s a surreal type of thing; meeting someone you wanted to know your entire life then losing them so quickly.
And I don’t even have a picture of us together. 😥
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