Home Improvement Sunday
Usually, this time of year, we have soccer all weekend. The boys play on Saturday and my dear husband refs soccer games on Saturday if his schedule allows and then refs at least two or three games on Sundays. The rain left our fields soggy, so no games at all this weekend.
Today, though, was BEAUTIFUL. Temps in the upper 60s or so. Beautiful sunshine. Don't know what got into his brain, but Army of Dad turned into Tim The Toolman Taylor today. Complete with the grunts of power. He wanted to work on the house.
So, we got a new fixture for our front porch to replace the hideously ugly thing that came with the house. I'm sure I have a pic of it somewhere. Gag. And, we FINALLY got a ceiling fan on the back porch. I have given my husband large rations of shit for that one. We took down the old light fixture (because it was ugly) and had planned to put a ceiling fan out there back in August 2001. Well, one thing led to another and we never got around to putting any sort of lights back up there. Till today, that is. It took us a couple of hours because he had to cut a hole and put in this brace thing that took the most time, then we had to figure out the wiring because it was all jacked up. Just lots of issues, but we finally got it done. We had saw dust all over us, but we did it. And our marriage survived, too.
Here is our new front porch light fixture. I think it is cute.
And, yes our house is dark green with beige trim. Very preppy. I love it. Here is our new back porch ceiling fan.
It was exhausting and time consuming, but the house looks nice. We're hoping to get new flooring in the kitchen, dining area, office/den and master bathroom with our tax refund. Woo hoo. Sorry for the boring blog entry. This was my Sunday other than mass.
Speaking of mass, this morning Pickle was presented to the community with the other candidates and catechumates for the Rite of Election. He is going through RCIC (Rite of Christian Initiation for Children) because I was derelict in my duties of taking him to CCD for the past few years. Plus, I honestly didn't think he was mature enough to appreciate the sacraments. So, this was the best way to get him adequately prepared for his first confession and communion. I have to say that I cried. He is growing up so fast. He teased me about that. He turned around and said "You're crying, aren't you? I knew it."
Would anyone expect any less from me?
Today, though, was BEAUTIFUL. Temps in the upper 60s or so. Beautiful sunshine. Don't know what got into his brain, but Army of Dad turned into Tim The Toolman Taylor today. Complete with the grunts of power. He wanted to work on the house.
So, we got a new fixture for our front porch to replace the hideously ugly thing that came with the house. I'm sure I have a pic of it somewhere. Gag. And, we FINALLY got a ceiling fan on the back porch. I have given my husband large rations of shit for that one. We took down the old light fixture (because it was ugly) and had planned to put a ceiling fan out there back in August 2001. Well, one thing led to another and we never got around to putting any sort of lights back up there. Till today, that is. It took us a couple of hours because he had to cut a hole and put in this brace thing that took the most time, then we had to figure out the wiring because it was all jacked up. Just lots of issues, but we finally got it done. We had saw dust all over us, but we did it. And our marriage survived, too.
Here is our new front porch light fixture. I think it is cute.
And, yes our house is dark green with beige trim. Very preppy. I love it. Here is our new back porch ceiling fan.
It was exhausting and time consuming, but the house looks nice. We're hoping to get new flooring in the kitchen, dining area, office/den and master bathroom with our tax refund. Woo hoo. Sorry for the boring blog entry. This was my Sunday other than mass.
Speaking of mass, this morning Pickle was presented to the community with the other candidates and catechumates for the Rite of Election. He is going through RCIC (Rite of Christian Initiation for Children) because I was derelict in my duties of taking him to CCD for the past few years. Plus, I honestly didn't think he was mature enough to appreciate the sacraments. So, this was the best way to get him adequately prepared for his first confession and communion. I have to say that I cried. He is growing up so fast. He teased me about that. He turned around and said "You're crying, aren't you? I knew it."
Would anyone expect any less from me?
3 Comments:
At 10:20 PM, February 26, 2006,
MrsDoF said…
OOOO, the ceiling fan. I am so jillus. I've wanted one for all the years we have lived here. Alas, this squat little house of the 1950s has only 8 foot ceilings, so a fan would be mighty close to heads of 6 feet tall males.
There should come a time tho, when we put in a cathedral ceiling at one end and a bidet in the bathroom.
Husband says we've already raised the sons in the tiny space, why bother when there's only two of us left to rattle around?
Life is backwards is what I say. Too soon old and too late smart.
At 8:05 PM, February 27, 2006,
Anonymous said…
Hey my hubby does tile (for your flooring pleasure).I like the light & fan. I was in Hell today (Monday) teacher in service. MOT
At 8:46 PM, February 28, 2006,
Army of Mom said…
The ceiling fan will be nice on a hot summer night. Not to mention hanging out with the kids while they melt popsicles on the back porch this summer!
And, in-service days have to suck. Then you have my hellion the next day, too!!! And, flooring, huh? You may get a call.
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