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Archive for March, 2012

We Didn’t Even Prepare a Speech!

Big ups to our virtual friend Karen at Well i guess this is growing up; she gave us mad dap!

Idk why I’m trying to drop so much slang all of a sudden. Too many British James videos maybe. I’m being weird.

Anyhoo, here are the rules, which I snagged from Karen:

  1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog
  2. Link back to the blogger who presented the award to you
  3. Copy and paste the blog award on your blog
  4. Present the Liebster Blog Award to 5 blogs of 200 followers or less who you feel deserve to be noticed
  5. Let them know they have been chosen by leaving a comment at their blog.

With no particular theme, and in no particular order, and just because they’re our pals and we like to show them some love:

  1. NineOEight
  2. Learning to Crawl
  3. Vicarious Wit
  4. two wedding belles
  5. Moving the Chains

Okay, that last one has way more than 200 followers. And just to warn you, it’s all about sports. We’ve gone rogue.

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Going Amish

We don’t really have one, so I created a makeshift clothesline on our porch using rope I bought (and never used) when we moved and some existing hooks that I’m sure the previous homeowner used for hanging plants:

That lovely fresh scent we get from hanging linens in the almost-spring breeze can’t be beat. Especially by the alternative: that dank, mildewy smell clothes get from laying in a wet heap, which is what would have happened if we’d been relying on our dryer to do the work.

You see, our dryer crapped out on us. I loaded it up and turned it on, went upstairs to get the next load for the washer, and by the time I came back, the dryer had stopped. “Weird,” I thought, “I could have sworn I started the dryer.” So I pressed the button again; nothing.

At my father-in-law’s suggestion, Andrew and I tried the circuit. Nothing. Hmm. We had overnight guests coming (hence the laundering of the linens), so I hung the damp items and moved on to cleaning and other general guest-prepwork, planning to deal with the dryer later.

Over the next week, we hemmed and hawwed. Repairmen are expensive and the dryer is probably really old. Maybe it’d be worth it to buy a new one? A shiny, pretty new one that would jumpstart an entire laundry room redo! I found a promising review for an LG dryer on consumersearch.com: http://www.consumersearch.com/clothes-dryer-reviews/lg-dlex5101w. And obviously, I’ve had laundry room pins on pinterest just waiting for such an occasion.

Do you guys ever notice anything about my inspiration photos? I like white. Or… I like a lack of color. Hmph. Anyway, today I happened to go down into our laundry area, and just for, I don’t know, FUN I guess, I hit the start button on the dryer. And. it. started! I told Andrew, we ran back down, and it started again! And… then it didn’t. And it smelled. Like burning.

Long story short, we looked at some dryers at Sears (store-closing sale, but prices didn’t seem that cheap to us) and Home Depot, I discovered a nifty website that will estimate your appliances’ ages (http://www.appliance411.com/service/date-code.php), and then I decided we should try to repair rather than replace. It turns out the dryer’s only seven years old, so there’s no reason we should have to spend hundreds of dollars on a new one. Meanwhile, our refrigerator is either 25 or 35 years old. Soooo… gotta start a fridge-replacement fund, it seems.

I also found out that there’s this guy who calls himself “British James” and has lots of youtube videos that explain how to repair Kenmore and Whirlpool dryers. Ours is a Kenmore, but resembles his Whirlpool, and apparently those brands are pretty much the same thing. I found “Whirlpool Dryer Repair” videos five and six to be the most helpful.

After removing the back panel and testing the fuses with the meter that Andrew’s dad gave us a while back, I am thinking we need a new thermal fuse. By the way, Andrew suggested the thermal fuse from the beginning, when we were googling like crazy people. Also, British James keeps talking about “Ohm testing” in his video. I guess “Ohm” is what the kids call “Omega,” because that Greek letter is what was on our meter, and I was kind of confused for a minute. Oh slang. The replacement fuse seems to cost around $15, and I found another handy youtube video to walk me through it:

Hope it’s as easy as it looks AND that it gets our machine back up and drying. Keep your fingers crossed for us!

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People have been asking me about the bathroom – sadly, there’s not much to report, but there is a tiny bit of progress, so I will need to write a post about that (soon, promise).

Instead, I’ll share the little projects we did this weekend. Gotta keep the state of this shack moving forward in some way. That reminds me of my mantra, which I don’t think I’ve shared: “petit a petit, l’oiseau fait son nit.” “Little by little, the bird feathers its nest.” Sometimes I repeat it over and over to myself, and it makes me feel better that our house isn’t 100% perfectly put together 18 months later.

So, we now have a few visitors scheduled in the upcoming weekends – one of my cousins plus her friend, Andrew’s parents, and Andrew’s brother. Nothing like visitors to motivate some nest-feathering. Andrew painted some more trim work (that job seems to never end), this time around the door to the third bedroom and some other small pieces in the “hallway” that never got done for whatever reason. Hmm, I don’t seem to have a picture to illustrate why I used quotation marks around “hallway,” but it’s really just a small area that includes the doors to all three bedrooms, the bathroom, and the linen closet. Here’s a picture of Widget to make up for it:

I decided to finally hang some stuff that’s been gathering dust for a few weeks/months. First up, a mirror I got from Goodwill for $25. It’s pretty heavy, so I was nervous about hanging it, but I successfully located at least one stud. It’s been about nine hours, and it hasn’t fallen off the wall… yet… I’m still nervous.

I’d like to paint the frame, but I haven’t landed on a color yet, and I really wanted it on the wall already.

While I was at it, I decided to put up a picture I’ve been meaning to hang in the dining room also. It took me about 10 seconds to hang it. I don’t know why I didn’t until this point.

It’s a picture of cheese and honey that I took out of an issue of Martha Stewart Weddings. If you know me, you know I love cheese, and I hung it over our “bar,” where we keep our wine rack. Get it? Wine and cheese.

Anyone else have trouble keeping wine in the house? We had a good stock going, but now all that’s left is that bottle of ice wine.

Since I had such good momentum going, I decided to hang one last thing over the fireplace. Yes! We now have something over the fireplace (18 months later)! And to be a total letdown, I didn’t take a picture! But I have a picture of the next best thing, which is the picture sitting on the mantel. It’s basically the same thing, the picture’s just three inches higher now.

It’s a photo of us from our wedding. A late Christmas surprise from my parents. Close up:

Andrew said, “Does it make us vain to have a big picture of ourselves in the living room?” And I said, “It’s our house, we can do whatever we want.” Plus, I look so happy in it (because I was).

The black frame brings a new direction to our living room: now we need to incorporate black. Easy. Our living room had no direction anyway! Maybe I’ll paint the mirror frame black to tie it in.

Back to the dining room for a minute. I found an old pic for a little before and after. Here’s the before:

Please note the hand-me-down table & chairs, the window valances and light fixture left behind by the previous owner, and my sad attempt to spruce things up with some sunflowers. Also, look! Our wine rack has some wine in it!

Here’s the now (not really an “after” since I wouldn’t consider any room of our house to be an “after” yet):

So that’s our weekend update. Back to you, Seth Myers.

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