It's February in Northeast Florida. That means it's AZALEA time!
When I was younger, I didn't like these flowering bushes. The bright fuchsia color made me think they looked cheap. Now I love them, especially since I don't have contribute any effort to take care of them.
During most of the year, there are only green leaves on the azalea bushes' branches. But in February and March, there's an explosion of color. We're very fortunate to have several bushes in our yard. I love them because they provide free flowers for the house.
In the future we want to create a wall to lessen the road noise and to increase privacy. It may look something like this. I hope the azalea bushes will still bloom despite not having the same amount of sunshine.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
Pile of Rocks
BF, "Go outside and look at my truck!"
TMF, "Why is the back end sagging?"
TMF, "What are we going to do with all of those rocks? Where did they come from?"
BF recently volunteered at an adult home for men with mental disabilities. In addition to spreading mulch, the volunteers cleared debris from a torn down fireplace. When learning the fireplace debris was going to be taken to the local landfill, BF offered to take the rocks himself.
The group leader asked what BF planned to do with the rocks. He answered, "I plan to use them for an outdoor fire pit." The group leader was so pleased to hear the rocks going to good use. Due to the threat of injury, the home's volunteers were forced to remove the fireplace.
I'm sorry I didn't snap a picture of BF's truck before we unloaded the rocks. I was so shocked to see how low the truck bed sagged. It took us nearly 20 minutes to move the rocks from the truck to the backyard.
I'm not sure how the outdoor fire pit will be designed. Its vision is all in BF's mind. It's current form is in a big pile of unorganized rocks.
TMF, "Why is the back end sagging?"
TMF, "What are we going to do with all of those rocks? Where did they come from?"
BF recently volunteered at an adult home for men with mental disabilities. In addition to spreading mulch, the volunteers cleared debris from a torn down fireplace. When learning the fireplace debris was going to be taken to the local landfill, BF offered to take the rocks himself.
The group leader asked what BF planned to do with the rocks. He answered, "I plan to use them for an outdoor fire pit." The group leader was so pleased to hear the rocks going to good use. Due to the threat of injury, the home's volunteers were forced to remove the fireplace.
I'm sorry I didn't snap a picture of BF's truck before we unloaded the rocks. I was so shocked to see how low the truck bed sagged. It took us nearly 20 minutes to move the rocks from the truck to the backyard.
I'm not sure how the outdoor fire pit will be designed. Its vision is all in BF's mind. It's current form is in a big pile of unorganized rocks.
Friday, February 22, 2013
White Picket Fence Headboard
BF, "Uhhh...what did you do? "
TMF, "I guess this was the wrong way to stick a vinyl decal on the wall?"
BF, "It's WAAAY wrong."
After BF created the platform bed and air duct bench, I thought the guest bedroom's bed needed a nice headboard. I didn't want to spend a lot of money or time on this project, so I outsourced it to Etsy.
Vinyl stickers are really neat because they're fast, inexpensive and won't harm your walls. There are so many creative options, but I chose to keep it simple with a traditional white picket fence.
I ordered vinyl stickers in the past, but I forgot I delegated their installation to BF. I tried installing the headboard myself, but was an epic fail. I thought I'd be efficient and use a laser level, but that was pointless. I couldn't figure out what side to stick on the wall!
When Brendan caught site of my horrible progress, he actually laughed out loud. He took pity on me and together we stuck the sticker headboard on the wall.
TMF, "I guess this was the wrong way to stick a vinyl decal on the wall?"
BF, "It's WAAAY wrong."
After BF created the platform bed and air duct bench, I thought the guest bedroom's bed needed a nice headboard. I didn't want to spend a lot of money or time on this project, so I outsourced it to Etsy.
Vinyl stickers are really neat because they're fast, inexpensive and won't harm your walls. There are so many creative options, but I chose to keep it simple with a traditional white picket fence.
I ordered vinyl stickers in the past, but I forgot I delegated their installation to BF. I tried installing the headboard myself, but was an epic fail. I thought I'd be efficient and use a laser level, but that was pointless. I couldn't figure out what side to stick on the wall!
When Brendan caught site of my horrible progress, he actually laughed out loud. He took pity on me and together we stuck the sticker headboard on the wall.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
MUST Close Pantry Doors
I came home after a long day at work and volunteering. I was greeted by BF with a hug and kiss. I looked around to see the other "B" in my life.
TMF, "Where's Bailey?"
BF, "Hmmm...I don't know. You should look for him."
TMF, "What do you mean look for him? He usually greets me as soon as I walk inside the house. Where is he?"
BF, "Keep looking."
TMF very anxiously asks, "Where is he? Did something bad happen to Bailey?!?!"
BF rolls his eyes. He always finds my extreme concern for Bailey to be simultaneously amusing and annoying.
BF, "Keep looking for him."
I wander around the house, checking every closet and every corner. The last place I check is our shower.
TMF, "Oh dear. What happened? And why does he look wet?"
BF, "He's not wet, he's STICKY."
BF left Bailey in charge of the house while he ran an errand. BF was only gone for a few minutes. His mistake? He left the pantry doors slightly opened. We now know Bailey enjoys protein shakes.
TMF, "Where's Bailey?"
BF, "Hmmm...I don't know. You should look for him."
TMF, "What do you mean look for him? He usually greets me as soon as I walk inside the house. Where is he?"
BF, "Keep looking."
TMF very anxiously asks, "Where is he? Did something bad happen to Bailey?!?!"
BF rolls his eyes. He always finds my extreme concern for Bailey to be simultaneously amusing and annoying.
BF, "Keep looking for him."
I wander around the house, checking every closet and every corner. The last place I check is our shower.
TMF, "Oh dear. What happened? And why does he look wet?"
BF, "He's not wet, he's STICKY."
BF left Bailey in charge of the house while he ran an errand. BF was only gone for a few minutes. His mistake? He left the pantry doors slightly opened. We now know Bailey enjoys protein shakes.
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