Thursday, January 12, 2006

It's Not the Batteries

Yes, the Case of the Mysterious Doorbell is most definitely solved, the doorbell is broken. It doesn't need new batteries, it doesn't need to be kicked around, it doesn't need to be tweaked, it needs to be replaced.

This means it's time to surf - surf the web that is. As I surfed through the Home Depot site in search of something different and unique, I found the perfect new doorbell. And I quote:

"Features battery operation with 64 selectable tunes for a variety of festive melodies such as holidays, patriotic events and special occasions."

Kevin's going to love this!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Orange or Yellow

I won't numb your minds with flowery names, I'll just ask, "Orange or Yellow?"

After painting the walls "Egyptian Nile" to blot out the "Falling Leaves" (I had to get my flowery names in somewhere!) we discovered that the green on the back of the bookshelves had no place in our Egyptian Nile room (it clashed.)

So I painted one bookshelf back yellow and the other orange, at Kevin's suggestion, to see which one looks better. I'm taking votes as I am feeling very indecisive about this.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Aches and Pains

Working on a house causes a lot of aches and pains. Along with cuts, bruises and splinters. Just thought I'd pass this information along to everyone who had pie in the sky dreams of fixing up an old house.

Fortunately for us, we haven't had too many accidents yet (knock on wood). I electrocuted myself once, we've all had splinters in our hands and feet caused from floor installation and from the plywood floors leading up to the installation.

My Dad had a bad gash from our wallpaper peeler we left uncovered in our tool box. We've had sore backs and achy knees, bruised shins and blistered hands. I've had paint on my hands, feet, legs, face and hair and it doesn't always come off. I even had paint in my tear ducts a couple of weeks ago.

So what is the purpose of my musing today? Well, today I'm tired and aching and for once this is not owed to the house. You see, I received Dance, Dance Revolution for Christmas and we just hooked it up yesterday. I think it kicked my butt and came around to kick it again. Off to go slump in a corner and rest.