Q. Why is there a vice on my living room wall?

A. The Mister got bored again.

Since we listed the house he’s got time on his hands again. He spent a couple days last weekend cleaning out our garden shed. It was packed to the gills. A bunch of the stuff was from the former owner, including this really cool looking vintage, red vice.

Meanwhile, I had to work. Forgive me while I digress from our topic for a minute. I was photographing and taking video at two Change The Play summer camps. The Change the Play program was created Colts quarterback Andrew Luck and Riley Children’s Health as a way to teach young people about the importance of good nutrition, exercise and general well-being. Children 5-13 are invited to join in the fun and learn while they’re at it. CTP also has a program for elementary schools called the Change the Play Challenge and an online Kids Club.

I took some fun pictures, here’s a few of my favorites.





 

Colts QB Stephen Morris came out to help too. Between passing footballs to the kids tended to some of their other needs.





When I came home Sunday evening I found this on the wall separating the living room from the kitchen:





The conversation went something like this:

I was like: What is this?

He was like: I knew you wouldn’t want me to throw that cool vice away.

I was like: What?

He was like: I found it in the shed.

I was like: You’re bored again, aren’t you?

He was like: I knew you’d like it.

We’re still not sure what we’re going to use it for. He swapped out that little piece of wood for a longer. Even though it help my freshly canned raspberry jam, it was too much.

I’d love to hear what you think we should do with the vice on the wall?



I’m not gonna lie….

….using power tools makes me feel like a bad @$$.

This past week andĀ I got my fill of using them.

First, I helped the Mister finish up the deck.

We’d worked out quite the system. He’d put in the first row of screws to make sure everything was square or level, and I’d come along later to put in the extra ones.

Saturday, after the storms blew through, we put up our corrugated metal ceiling on the covered patio.



I’m totally jealous of the outdoor living space for this home!

Here’s how it looked before the work began. Not a space I’d want to spend any time in.

The Mister had to cut some of the pieces so they’d go around the support posts. It made pretty sparks. šŸ™‚ And, for the record, he doesn’t let me us that power tool. šŸ™

Before we started he had this genius idea to put a brace up to rest the panels on as we slid them into place. I couldn’t get a picture of that in action because there were only two of us. But, in the one below you can see the piece of wood he used. This made it so much easier!





Here’s a closeup of the metal.

Once we finish this covered porch and get the landscaping finished I’ll post new pictures.

I also got to use the reciprocating saw to try to remove some flooring from the laundry room. That wasn’t a fun job, it was much harder than using the little cordless drill.

Gotta run, time to ice my shoulder.



Reinstalling trim after painting it can be confusing

Here’s some tips on how to reduce the stress of it all!

We got our carpet and it looks fabulous!!! I mean, it goes well with the colors on the walls and the house is starting to look like a home and you can lay down on the floor if you want and you’re not going to get up and be all dirty. And, going without shoes is a must! So cozy.

It’s awesome, until you look at the trim.

Yeah, it looks old and dated and gross. I thought the original dark wood trim would look charming. Nope, I was wrong, again.



And to reenforce how wrong I was, our awesome realtor Jill Collins (you may remember her from this post: 5 Tips for Buying a Home) Ā took one look into the first bedroom and said,Ā “you’re going to paint the trim, right?”

I was like: Uhhhh.

She was like: Right?

I was like: But the carpet.

She was like: Right?

I was like: But…….yes, of course we’re going to paint the trim.

She was like: Great. šŸ™‚

So, we thought about taping the carpet but that’s just crazy. It’s expensive. It’s risky. It’s time consuming.



The Mister said he’d take the trim off the walls and we could paint it that way. Which was fantastic because it literally took three coats each!

But then the nightmares started. We’d take it off and then not be able to figure out where the pieces went.

But alas, we devised a plan.

As he took each piece off the wall he left it laying on the floor. Then he carefully marked each piece with: which room it came out of, a number starting from the left and going clockwise, andĀ which side of the room it was on.

This made it so much easier to remember where each piece went when it was time to put it back on.

Now our rooms look fantastic! I can’t wait to share the before and after pictures!



Bless this home

When our church moved out of its storefront location into a free-standing building our pastor invited us to come in and write blessings, Bible verses and prayers on the floor before the tile was installed.

I remember kneeling near what would become a modest indoor waterfall and writing a prayer for some of my dearest family and friends who didn’t yet know Jesus. They didn’t know that he was sent to earth to cover our sins, the sins that keep us from heaven. They’d hear of him sure, but they didn’t trust him. They thought you could get to heaven by doing good works and being a “good person.”

At least two of them have come to trust Jesus, I’m still praying for the others.



I loved the idea of blessing a place. When the Mister remodeled our sunroom at the home we live in, I wrote blessings on the floor for us and anyone who enters our home. That sunroom is easily our favorite room in the house and it’s were visitors gravitate to and relax in. Many have told me how peaceful it is in there.

I knew I wanted to do the same thing at the investment property. Beyond the drama we’ve discovered that went on in this house , I wanted to really bless the new owners, and all who step foot in there.

So, as people stopped by to check it out, or to lend a hand, I asked them share their favorite verse or write a blessing or prayer.

We saw at least one contractor read a verse. HereĀ are theĀ ones we’ve gathered so far.

My prayer for all who enter.
A friend’s verse, the one we saw a contractor read.
This verse is close to my friend’s heart. It was one of the first he learned when he started trustingĀ in jesus.
Probably the most popular verse in the Bible. It pretty much sums it up! This is in a child’s room.
And so is this one. Another awesome verse to lean into.




sometimes people think christians are stuffy and can’t have fun. I thought this Was perfect For the kitchen.
A pryaer for the master bedroom.
Another prayer for the master bedroom. And for me too!

 

I hope this post has blessed you in some way today. If it has, please share it.

Now it’s your turn. What blessing, verse or prayer would you share?



How to remove carpet, hillbilly style

It ain’t your daddy’s method, or maybe it is.

This is your how-to guide on how to remove carpet that is glued to a cement floor the hillbilly way.

Tools you’ll need:

  • Boxcutter
  • Tow rope
  • Chain
  • Pickup truck (any brand will do, we prefer Chevy, mama prefers Dodge-I have no idea why)

Now just watch this short, easy-to-follow video to see how it’s done.

I’d love to hear about your carpet removal ventures and which brand of pickup truck you prefer!



No hillbillies were injured in the filming of this video.

Look at what I can do!

Regular readers of this blog know that I like to do things fast and I don’t go near the edges. If you’re new to the blog, you can click hereĀ or here to see what I’m talking about.

So, what I’m about to say is going to blow your mind!

Are you ready?




That’s my hand, pictured at the top! Trimming! With actual paint and without tape or an edger!

I know, right!??!!

And I’m good at it.

Here’s the even weirder part:
I like it!
It’s fun!
It relaxes me!
I’m an edging maniac!

How did that happen?

Has anyone else experienced such a huge change in a work habit, almost over night? I’d love to hear about it!



Seven years bad luck? Ha!

Editor’s note: I added moreĀ at the very end.

When I arrived at the house yesterday I found pieces of a broken mirror littering the garage floor.

“What happened here?”

“I forgot there was a mirror on the back of a door and I dropped it.”

“Good thing we’re not superstitious.”

I used to be, then I became a Christian, started reading my Bible and tossed all the superstitions out the window. Much like I used to toss salt over my shoulder when I spilled it.

My interest in superstitions began as a young girl. I remember walking to the local library and checking out books on the subject, learning as much as I could.



There were the wishes:

  • I made my parents honk when going through a tunnel while I placed my hand on the car ceiling and made a wish.
  • When I saw a white horse in a field I’d lick my thumb, make a fist, wrap my other hand around it and make a wish.
  • Of course there was the turkey bone at Thanksgiving.
  • And the birthday cake!

There was luck:

  • I’d never walk under a ladder or cross the path of a black cat.
  • While walking down the sidewalk I wouldn’t dare step on a crack, unless I was mad at my mom. Sorry mom!
  • How many pennies did I not pick up because they were tails up? If they were heads upĀ they would quickly find their way into my left shoe.
  • If someone gave me knives for a gift I’d have to pay them for them. Usually a quarter.
  • Oh, and the hairy arms. My childhood BFF Janice said if I had hairy arms I’d be rich.
  • And I no longer believe talking about something good will jinx it, much to the frustrationĀ of my bestie Deb.

I realize that some of our readers will think that Christianity is a superstition. I used to feel that way too. But now, years later, I’ve seen how Jesus has worked in my life and the lives of others.Ā My life changed drastically when I started trusting in Him.

So I say bring on the black cats, the ladders, the broken mirrors and let’s talk about hopes and dreams. I’m not afraid!

I’d love to hear about theĀ superstitions you’ve experienced over the years!





One last thing, this Sunday’s Easter. If you don’t have a church that you attend, consider finding one this week.




My friend Tammy notes some more on our Facebook page! How in the world did I forget these?

  • Knocking on wood.
  • Bad things happen in threes.
  • Wishing upon the first star of the night.
  • Sports rituals.
  • When the clasp of a necklace moves to the front, make a wish as you put it back in place.
  • Holding your breath as you pass a cemetery or go over a bridge.