The husband tore down the old one a few years back and replaced the wood with composite decking, built a new frame, added glass and installed new soffit on the ceiling.
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What he didn’t do was replace the old storm door.
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Which, over the winter had a bad spell and kind of… exploded.
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We’re not sure what went wrong on the bottom right but before I knew what was happening the other day….
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The husband had removed it.
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And sanded down the old frame because he was bored and had nothing to do.
Problem is no one had the one he wanted in stock so now we have to wait a few weeks for delivery.
This giant skeleton was installed last Halloween and has been making me laugh every holiday and season since.
He was a pilgrim for Thanksgiving, Santa for Christmas, Cupid for Valentines Day, and a very large leprechaun for St Patrick’s Day, For Easter he wore colossal bunny ears and now that summer is near?
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Someone sewed him (her?) a seriously plus sized bikini.
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Proof positive tequila and online bumper sticker shopping are not a good mix.
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Momma Chuck.
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She takes her carrots seriously.
And speaking of chucks, we noticed our grill cover had been looking a little worse for wear…
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We have hellacious wind here and if it’s not tied down? It’s going to blow. If it is tied down? It’s going to flap.
So we figured this cover had seen one too many N’Or Easters over the winter.
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Until….
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Damn.
Stealing the seat cushion off the barn porch clearly wasn’t enough nesting material this year.
My husband went out to the man cave/Barn Mahal the other day to touch up some white paint on the front doors.
Where he noticed the birds had done some white painting of their own….
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Barn swallows love to land and perch all over the building because, well… it’s a barn.
But this time when the husband slid open the doors to paint?
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A starling nest fell out.
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Complete with five helpless baby starlings.
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Husband put the nest back together as best he could, cut a cardboard box down to size and resettled it in place.
Note – the barn doors really aren’t doors anymore as the husband sealed them off and insulated the opening when he converted the barn to a man cave. Probably a good thing, because with our luck the birds might try to nest inside.
19 out of 20 for me… because as hard as it is to believe, I’ve never been to a drive in movie. They were pretty much a dead thing by the time I started dating.
I have to laugh at being a boomer though because to this day, I still…
Listen to music on a record player,
Have photo albums filled with prints.
Pay for something with exact change.
Use a library card regularly.
Have a favorite radio station ( though admittedly it’s on satellite)
As I mentioned previously we are minus a chair cushion on the barn porch furniture…
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And a nesting woodchuck is as good as an excuse as any to shop for a new set. (We’d had this one for 14 years. It was time)
You may remember how ridiculously time consuming furniture shopping with my husband can be. Don’t let them tell you that women are hard to please… my man’s middle name is Goldilocks. Nothing is ever quite right.
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This set?
Too grey.
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This set?
He’s not a sectional fan.
And so our visit to the first store went. Until he found this…
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I liked the set, it was attractive, well made and comfortable….but after an unheard of viewing of only a quarter of one store?
The husband fell in love.
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With, God help me… a recliner.
An outdoor recliner.
I didn’t even know there was such a thing. And to be honest, I wasn’t thrilled with the discovery.
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I’m not a recliner fan, never have been. (It took me damn near 20 years to get rid of the one we had in our den. 😡)
But oh, my husband was a happy camper.
So much so, he wouldn’t even get out of the damn thing to talk to the salesman.
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I tried to talk him into the swivel chair instead but he was having none of that.
So my husband, the man who grumbles at high prices and cushions that aren’t firm enough and styles that are too modern…. happily ordered this not inexpensive set with nary a blink.
To say I was shocked is an understatement. But we are now the proud owners of a couch, love seat, tile coffee table … and an outdoor recliner. Delivery next week.
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I thought these little boat shaped bundles of greenery were cute… until I saw the price.
A few warm days was all it took for our apple trees to pop out in riotous bloom. I’ll spare you the pictures of the rest, but this beauty by the road deserves a shout out.
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It’s so large now it obscures the man cave/Barn Mahal and part of the shed.
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I wish WordPress had smell-o-vision because it’s heavenly in person.
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But it’s also filled with bees so be careful where you sniff.
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The pictures don’t really do it justice, but trust me. It’s lovely.
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And I have to say I wasn’t holding out much hope for our flowering cherry trees. The deer destroyed the other three we planted but this one held on…
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It’s much smaller and not as full as it should be with a big empty hole on the right side…
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