When the word strip loses its appeal

Thursday was another crazy whirlwind day.

What did I do?

I'm so glad you asked.

I learned that I hate, hate, hate stripping paint.  (I was going to type that all in capitol letters, but figured that would be over kill with all the hates I threw in there.)

  

I'm a good neighbor.  Don't feel bad, there was no way you could know that unless you are one of said neighbors.  When they have a need, I'm always there to lend a hand.  Sometimes I hate that about me.  I really hated that about me yesterday.

Seriously, this task kicked my arse.  

We were set to do four chairs and a table.  All wrought iron.  Guess how many we actually accomplished.  No really go ahead, guess.  

Two. 

By the half day mark I was trying to convince my great neighbor that half scraped, half bubbled paint could be a new look for lawn furniture.  She wasn't buying.  At least not a noon.  By three she was singing a different tune.  I think it went something like... "Kelly you were right."  Normally I like being right.  Yesterday I got no comfort from it.  Maybe today, after I am refreshed sufficiently, I may will feel differently. 

Today we are on the look out for a sandblaster rental.  I promise to post some pics when we're done.  

Let's just hope it doesn't take us forever to get it done.

What are you doing this weekend?   

Shark Jumping

Tonight is the season finale of Big Bang Theory.

I am sad.  And I'm not even going to make a crack about stupid people here.  (Sheldon fans will know what I speak of.)

I love the summer season for a lot of reasons, but not this one.  I have to say goodbye to Sheldon for almost four months.  Oh the horror!  

I love that I still LOVE this show.  So many don't know when to let a good thing go.  

You want an example? 

So glad you asked.

Bones.  This show used to be all about the science and the implacable Dr. Brennen was refreshing.  This season not so much.  She has become whiny, annoying and quite frankly I think Booth can do better.  I watched it through the end of the season hoping this would be the last because I won't be able to watch next season, but no.  They decided to end it on a stupid serial killer, who if we are to be believed is so much smarter than everyone else at the Jeffersonian. Have the writers of the show not been paying attention.  The team at the Jeffersonian are smarter than God himself.

I think Bones has officially jumped the shark.

Sigh.

The other season ending that I recently watched which made me want to starting cutting myself was NCIS.  This was another show I have come to rely on for great drama and wonderful season endings.  Remember last year when Scott Wolf blew himself up?  Yeah, good stuff.  This year.  Meh!  For an hour we kept asking ourselves, where is this going?  Where?  Please dear God, WHERE?  But no one answered.

The ending was unsatisfying to say the least.  And now I don't know if its that the show is played out or if its just me.  Expecting more and getting less.

Okay, rant officially over.  What season finales impressed/pissed you off this year.  Share please.  

Color makes me happy

I have been keeping super busy this week.  

My self imposed sabbatical. 

Monday was all about getting the garage cleaned out.  Oh, the horror.  I am still not over that one yet.  

Yesterday I worked on getting our front patio all set for the summer.  Hubs has been bemoaning for years that fact that we no longer have a front porch.  For a little reference here; in our last house we did.  Have a front porch that is.  In this house we don't.  Did I mention we built this house in 2000?  No?  We did.  

We have a gorgeous back yard with a pool and a big patio.  (Pictures another day.  Promise.)  

But he isn't happy with that.  I have never understood his insistence that a front porch was needed.  I guess he likes to feel more connected to the neighbors and sitting out front allows that in a way hanging in the back yard doesn't.  Me?  I like being anti-social.

Okay, back to the patio.  

I decided that if he wanted a front yard hang out it needed to be comfortable and colorful.  It also had to be cheap since that makes the hubs most happy.

I has two plastic Adirondack chairs out there with a make-shift table.  (I had a terracotta pot turned upside down with a slab of stone on top.  Yes, I am resourceful.)  I have since had to draft make-shift table into service as a true planter.  It is now housing my pineapple sage plants.  

So I had to figure something else out.  We had a stack of resin chairs in the backyard stacked up along with some more of those plastic Adirondack chairs.  All of them were in okay working order if not the best looking shape.  My solution?  Paint.

I swear, it does a body good.  

I picked out two primary colors and went to town. 

I also moved the catch-all table that we keep in the garage in case of parties to the front.  Why I had never thought to do this before; I have no idea.  So with some paint, re-arranging of some outdoor furniture and new pot for the make-shift table hubs is officially all set.  
 
I think it turned out pretty well.  

See...

By the way.  I don't think I know what sabbatical means. 

Snake in the Grass...

Yesterday was a crazy day.

CRAZY.

I decided that I needed to get out of the house and reorganize the garage.  I think I may be nesting.  Either that or I'm just plumb crazy.  See, there's that word again.

I am paying the price today.  For a couple of reasons. 

1.  I didn't get my blog post ready for today.  (Bad Kelly.)
2.  I have aches in places I didn't know you could ache.  
3.  I passed out about 7:30 last night which accounts for the ridiculously insane early morning rise.  (It is still dark outside.)

But there were a couple of things that I learned yesterday.

1.  My husband is never allowed to go into said garage again.  I don't care if it is his man cave.  They place was a mess.  I was going to take before and after photos; I was just embarrassed by the before.
2.  I am perfectly capable of slinging 50 lbs at a time without him.
3.  Snakes don't scare me as much as I thought they did.  (Yes I got a picture.  Now don't worry I took this one with my telephoto lens.  I'm not crazy. After all I don't know how fast these suckers are and I am not schooled in all things snake so I wasn't sure if this bad boy was poisonous or not.  Turns out; no.) 

Aren't you glad you stopped by today.  Okay I am off to con the hubs into a back rub before another day of insane yard work begins.