Saturdays Are For Lazy

Today, here in small town Ohio, we are experiencing a nice sunny day. It stormed last night and swept out the heat and humidity. It is a nice break from the stifling heat of last week. There is a lot I love about summer, but the excessive heat is not one of them!

I thought I’d share some views from my front porch for this post.

*Lonnie looking at me through the window screen. He’s so funny, always  “checking things out”.

*Shamus enjoying the shade.

*The road that runs in front of my house.

*The llama field directly across from my driveway.

*A country star, that hubby and I are going to paint.

*The mailbox, standing proudly…with a crooked door…the survivor of an Ohio snow plow.

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Enjoy your lazy, hazy day of summer!

Smelling The Flowers

Today is a beautiful Spring day. The sun is shining.  The wind is blowing.

Sometimes I just need to slow down…

and stop to smell the flowers.

 

11 See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.  —Song of Solomon 2: 11-12  NIV

 

 

Moving Furniture And Other Big Stuff

sofa club

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I am a recovering furniture mover. I used to constantly change my furniture set up. I’d get tired of the couch being in front of the window, so I’d move it to the wall. The chair didn’t look good in the corner anymore so I’d set it over next to the end table. It was an illness of which I could find no cure.

My late husband drove a truck. The hours for a truck driver are bizarre…sometimes he would get in, in the middle of the night. I’d be awakened by a bang and a thump and a few mutterings under his breath. Opps. I guess he didn’t see that I moved the recliner over to the other side of the room. He never knew what to expect from me.You’d think he would have learned to flip on the lights to check out the layout of the room before preceding into the house.

The past several years I haven’t had the opportunity to move furniture on a near monthly basis. Before we moved, the old house was stacked with boxes. No space to move anything. Once we moved to the new house and unpacked everything, rearranging furniture seemed a chore. The couch has stayed in the same place for the past year and a half. It makes me nervous. Sigh.I’ve worked more on accessories. Easier to move. Less back strain.

Last night I got a little twitch while looking at my library/office. I’m thinking that I want to move the sofa and desk and scoot a few book shelves around. This could be dangerous. It is driving me nutty. I’m not going to be satisfied until I do something. Anything. I’m becoming desperate.

Why must furniture moving be my addiction? I’m going to end up with a hernia and sore muscles.

Is there such a thing as furniture intervention?

SNOW! SNOW! SNOW!

Snowing painted by Márton Zsoldos

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(Setting)

Mom sitting at the kitchen counter with her computer. She is decked out in her leggings and her “Baby It’s Cold Outside“/Snowman Pajamas. TV news is on in the background. She has a mug of coffee, as she stares out the kitchen window.  The snow is falling and blowing. The temperature is currently hovering around 30 degrees. The Christmas tree is lit and the candles are burning. The kids are quietly working on their school work. Husband is working in his office. All is well with the world.

Picturesque, right?

(Behind the scenes)

“Mom, I need my long johns to go outside to the barn!” “It’s cold.”

“I’m cold.” ” Am, I gonna be able to drive in this mess?” “So, cold!”

” I require hot chocolate on a day like this. Are you going to make some?”

“Mom, why are the clouds so gray when it’s snowing?”

“Mom, I love you.”

“Mom, are you in the Christmas spirit this morning?”

(Mom, is currently singing “Let It Snow” like she is on a Christmas TV special.)

I guess she needs to go get dressed…..After she takes some pictures of this year’s first snow.

 

 

 

Totally Addicted To House Hunters

La Ville de Paris Gets Ready for Night

Image by Stuck in Customs via Flickr

I have been a big fan of HGTV for forever. I am especially in love with the House Hunters Show.  I love looking at other people’s houses. I also love to see what real estate is going for in various parts of the country. (or internationally, if I watch International House Hunters…which I do.)

1. I love looking at how other people live.

2. Some people have such good taste.

3. Other people, not so much.

4. Vivid, loud colors and three different types of animal print?

5. Um…whatever floats one’s boat, I guess.

6. Paint can always be changed. Thank goodness.

7. Sometimes the buyers are real pieces of work.

8. And I feel sorry for the agent.

9. She didn’t build the house. Sorry the bedrooms are smaller than you’d like.

10. She has to stay in your price range.

11. So deal with it.

12. My serious question is this—-

13. What do some of these people do for a living?

14. I was watching International HH the other day.

15. The couple was getting a vacation home in some Central American country…

16. The house was around 800,000 dollars.

17. The guy said, “We can probably swing that.”

18. Huh?!

19. For a vacation home?!

20. I suppose I live in the real world.

21. And they are from Mars.

22. I know there are people out there that make about a bazillion, quadrillion dollars a year.

23. I just don’t know any of them personally.

24. Today, a young couple (from the USA) were recently married and living in Paris.

25. They wanted to buy a nice apartment in the city.

26. Neither of them looked over, maybe 32?

27. They both worked in the fashion industry.

28. They ended up buying an apartment for $890,000. (U.S dollars)

29. Then they put another $165,000 into renovations.

30. I so must be living in another galaxy.

31. Does anybody else think that is insane, or is it just me?

32. I still like to watch.

33. Even if I think some of the people are kinda nuts…and they have to be in debt up to their eyeballs.

34. I can live vicariously.

35. And then be completely content with my lovely home in the country.

36. Because you know…

37. Home is where you make it.

38. It has a lot more to do with the people, than square footage.

39. And that…

40. Is the most valuable lesson of all.