Mr. C is moving most of his stuff down to the boathouse which means the old garage is MINE!
It will be my main ‘project area’. I LOVE home improvement projects.
Mr. C will freely admit that he does NOT love home improvement projects. He will do them when pressed, but he is never very happy about it. Most often when we work together on a project there are harsh words and grumpiness involved.
So when he moved his old workbench down to the boathouse I needed a new one and I got to work on it… all by myself!
This is what I accomplished the other day.
Today Mr. C will help me cut the plywood for the top. I think we can manage THAT without grumpiness! :-)
Mr. C’s sister and her hubby were here all last week for vacation.
Mr. C took the week off and we managed to fit a lot into the week.
A visit to D.C. and we actually drove all the way in instead of taking the Metro this time!
The main reason we went was so they could see the W.W.II memorial.
We also checked out the Tidal basin
Fishing and floating are always on the schedule
We checked out Meem’s Bottom Covered bridge and a Civil war museum.
We did alot of visiting, a lot of good eating and most days ended up like this
Nope… I NEVER napped!
Thanks for visiting Sharon and Don!
For years and years this has been the week that much of my family would gather at our cottage in the upper peninsula of Michigan to celebrate my Mom’s birthday with her.
Every year the tradition was that she would ride the jet ski… every year all the way through her 80s!
Even though she’s gone now the family still chooses this week to gather. Not everyone can make it all of the time. We haven’t gone up in years. Living out of state and raising orphaned beavers tends to curtail one’s travels.
I’m sure tonight there will be a big ‘bomb’-fire with everyone gathered around . I’m sure Mom’s spirit will be right there with them.
My heart is there too, even if I’m not.
Happy birthday MaMa… I miss you.
Mrs. Schmenkman was here towards the end of July for our 20th!!! annual Memorial Day week shopping and eating extravaganza. Obviously it wasn’t Memorial day. We were delayed this year because of a wedding. We made do.
Shopping at this time of year is interesting because we could get things for both our summer and winter wardrobes. Mrs. Schmenkman actually has a NEED for a wardrobe because she is a social butterfly and is always doing things with other actual PEOPLE.
I, on the other hand, do not really NEED a wardrobe because my days consist mostly of feeding various animals and cleaning up various types of poo.
I don’t have to look cute to do either of those things.
For those of you that don’t know, Mrs. Schmenkman and I worked together at a hair salon back in the day. We always dressed cute and had the latest hairstyles. We were… fashionable.
She still is… I am decidedly NOT.
BUT, she was on a campaign this year to help me get back some of my cool. She had me trying on long flouncy shirts with leggings… just like we used to wear back in the day. Yep… it’s been long enough that the trend has become fashionable again. I even bought a few things… I wonder if I’ll ever wear them?
She also cut my hairs into a fashionable style while she was here.
I certainly hope the animals appreciate it!
Loved having you here Schmenky… here’s to another 20 years!
I borrowed the Crazy Dog Family’s tractor to try to do a little bit of grading in Miracle’s pasture.
I took a wicked scary ride down the hill on the way!
I’ve driven the tractor up and down this hill many times, I have no idea why this happened, but it scairt the bejeebers outta me!
I was sure I was going over but at the end I threw my weight into keeping myself and the tractor upright.
Not going THAT way again!
Michi is growing up but still loves his bottle
Summer’s bounty has begun
Flutter-byes are fluttering
Blooms are bloomin
Caring for three beavers and all of our other assorted critters has taken up a lot of the time I normally would have spent in the gardens. Cutting back, staking, lifting and dividing and other maintenance has fallen by the wayside.
I don’t hate it :-)
Mr. C. is convinced that I’m a hoarder. I’ve told him to watch that show about hoarders so he would see that I am most definitely NOT. I do save certain things because I can almost always see an alternate use for something. I might be saving something for a future art project. Or certain things carry a memory that I don’t wish to discard. And above all, I despise waste. I can’t stand it when people throw perfectly useful things away.
Consequently the basement and garage are a bit cluttered. Mind you there are NOT pathways carved through piles and piles of things I’ve kept! And I DO make frequent trips to the Salvation Army to donate.
All that to explain why we began the boathouse project. Mr. C. feels like my ‘stuff’ (not his word) is squeezing him out of places for his stuff.
What began as this
has been evolving
to become the new home for his boat and his hunting and fishing ‘stuff’.
It is progressing nicely and is nearing completion.
Mr. C is one happy guy. And all of my ‘stuff’ won’t be a problem anymore!