Tag Archives: play

Let’s play.

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Admit it, you’ve got nothing else to do.

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As a voracious reader, this is an easy one for me…

Books!

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In our house there are numerous stacks (and bags and crates and shelves and closets and boxes, well you get the idea) filled with books and I have never… not once in my life, ever thought I had enough.

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So how about you?

What can’t you stop buying…

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Let’s play.

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It may be a new year, but some things aren’t changing.

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The answers on Facebook were way funnier than what I came up with so here you go…

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Alaska shrinkage is most assuredly a thing.

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And that’s the type of wood you definitely don’t want to chop.

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Ouch!!!

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Thankful to be a woman for this one.

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There’s casual… and then there’s casual.

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Alcohol. It says everything is a good idea.

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Out with the old and in with the new…

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Our new pool table arrived… in pieces and parts.

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I wasn’t here when assembly started so I missed the table being positioned, leveled, slated and beeswax sealed …

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But arrived in time to see the fabric being laid. ( Upgraded professional fabric, as no mere felt would do for the man cave extraordinare)

If you’ve never had a pool table installed? Let me tell you… it’s a lot of work. These two were at it non stop for over 2 hours.

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But the result was perfection.

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Viola!

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Now that’s a pool table. It was a dark rainy day so the lighting doesn’t do it justice, but the finish is lovely…

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With the maple looking positively tiger like along the rails.

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Before.

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After.

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Before.

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After.

A table worthy of the Barn Mahal.

Please note the husband’s cue stick on the right in the last picture. He was playing as soon as the installation crew left and I had a hard time getting photos without his hovering presence.

I had to drag him out of there for dinner last night and he went right back to play after breakfast this morning. I don’t think I’m exaggerating in the least to say he loves it.

And if we were newly married?

I might be jealous.

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Let’s play.

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Yes, we’re still doing these.

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The easy answer is dust bunnies, but let’s actually take a look. I’ve been known to use the space under our bed for storage so there’s no telling what we’ll find.

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As of today, there are two things. A box of extra dishes….

Because #1 – you can never have too many dishes. And #2 – when the current pattern you’re using hits the sale rack, you stock up.

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The other item crammed under our bed is a turntable used to convert vinyl into MP3 files. The husband bought it for my birthday a while back because I have a massive album collection. He also bought me the iPod that holds 35,000 plus songs…. so I spent countless hours ( read days, weeks, months ) playing and converting the obscure music of my youth.

Moon Martin? Check!

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The Flying Burrito Bothers? Sure.

And man, did I love me some Del Fuegos.

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So fess up, what’s under your bed?

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