We Slept At The New House Last Night

Zig-zag solution to the transition between white and natural wood. Our favourite bit.

Our feet went down hill as we slept. We'll have to cut the legs on the bed, unevenly, to accomodate the wonky, pre-re-blocked house. It's a 'put-together' bed base anyway so it doesn't matter. We LOVE the whiteness! It's extraordinary. New, unusual!

Before we'd finished painting we had some of the ornaments out, of course. Last night we put a few things around, in the midst of chaos.

The sewing room. Everything in those (funky) green bags goes into the shelves, so it's not as bad as it looks (but then again you can't see it all). Today we go sig up some of our plants, and then that's it for the old place. I'll post some photo's of the niceness as soon as I am able.

The garden's looking great too! A couple of hours with some serious snips has made it gorgeous and tenable, at least for now...

P.S. I want you all to know that it was 37 degrees Celcius when we moved. UP the hill... everything had to be carried up 30 steps. 30! We nearly expired I can tell you, and we have SO MUCH STUFF!! So thanks everyone, and all of you who thought nice thoughts.

I've Been Off-Line!!!

Someone being industrious but silly. You can see how icky the old walls were.

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Gasp! I miss you all terribly! We're so ridiculously busy, painting, painting and more painting. We've done it too! The floors are finished (these photo's are not up to date) and tomorrow the family and a couple of friends are braving the projected 37 degreees heat to come and help us carry everything up the hill to the house. The cottage. So named (by a cheesy plaque that may stay for nostalgia's sake) 'The Patch Cottage', which is terrible when accompanied by 'The Patch Road' (and the suburb) 'The Patch'.

Camilla Engman has inspired us and we have a white floor in the main part of the house. The back rooms we polyurethaned. I'll show you tomorrow (I left the camera at the other house).

We've bought 'True Red' for the front door. $37!! for one litre! Crikey... but it's for The House (which has superceded The Van).

See you all soon! If you see someone in the street who's covered in white paint, horrendous bruises and badly stubbed toes, that's me. Say Hi. I may only have the energy to gasp in reply, but I'll be happy to see you.

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Sending Out Across The Universe

I simply must make one or two of these. Does anyone have a pattern that I could swap for or beg or pay money for??? Or better still, does anyone have one already made that I could swap for or beg or pay money for???

Just after my Dah (grandfather) died... the man with whom my Grandma did everything... they cuddled and made things and had a big love together... she got a poodle she named Pierre. The dog got a lot of affection and was thoroughly spoiled, naturally.

Grandma made anything poodle. She crocheted stacks of these things. Bought little poodle things... cards, whatever.

The dog disappeared one day. It was old and blind by now and probably wandered away but she was sure it was stolen. Of course the suburb wasn't what it used to be (Moonee Ponds).
Anyway, seeing the film today created a hole in my heart that cannot any longer be filled by Grandma, but can be filled (as substitution/as reminder) by a crocheted poodle bottle cover.

??? I'll pay handsomely. Cards, patterns, other pattern, other other patterns or money...???

rmsquare@connexus.net.au

A link would make me happy although I've been looking (when I should be undercoating the house).

I s'pose I could figure it out heh?

'No Country For Old Men' By Those Good Old Cohen Brothers

Went To The Pictures Today (Boxing Day). Seems to be a bit of a tradition. We saw the new Cohen brother's film "No Country For Old Men'. I love the Cohen brothers but I think they need a big hug.

Great film though, in a freak-out, palm-sweating, can't-go-for-a-wee-because-you-might-miss-something-even-though-you're-busting kind of a way. I'm lying (for effect) though because I did sneak out but I ran there and back.

It's bleak, to put it mildly. Tommy-Lee is gorgeous as usual. He plays a disillusioned sheriff trying to find and save a hunter-guy who's stumbled upon something bigger than he can deal with but doesn't know it.

Psychopaths are bewildering, and as I walked out of the cinema, I wondered if I really want to see anything about their wicked ways... but then again it was a good movie, full of the usual brilliant Cohen brothers' lines and detail. There was a crocheted poodle bottle cover like my Grandma used to make for starters. Everything in the sets is perfect. Every incidental character is perfect and I always love them for that. I think those brothers love people a lot. Regular people.

Later (that is... now) I've decided that it was terrific and they apparently had a lot of fun making the movie. And it IS a movie. Not real, so I can laugh inappropriately if I want to.

The movie reminded me a lot of Fargo... '"All this, and for what? Just a little bit of money..."

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Christmas Morning

To YOU from ME!!

cc

Merry Christmas everyone!!

I'd better scrub up the dunny before the family gets here!

Here We Go Here We Go Here We Go...

This picture makes the colour look prettier than it really is. You can't notice the hill in the floor nor see the sagging ceiling.

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The kitchen. Again, the photo is more flattering than the reality (we both thought so) and we've already started with the undercoat which brightened it up no end. Eventually, you'll step through the place where the window now is to a new kitchen, and this area will be part of the pink lounge-room. My honeyest-bunch says the big room will be our 'Doing-Things' room. The Verb Room.

I finished work today, for nearly three weeks (Yay!) so things will zip along at an alarming rate now, just you wait and see.

Jaden 2006

From a photo and my pencil, which tends to the morbid at times?? But I love big fat vegemite cheeks. I could say that it is an interpretation of his image.