Lots going on

 

Easter table. Linda, Jan, Mom and I were all dragging a bit in different stages of upper respiratory distress. But we had a nice visit. 

 

Mom felt well enough to come to lunch. 

 

Flowers from Jan's yard. 

 

I couldn't face Kroger one more time. Excellent menu. No pics. Pork loin, potato casserole ( a different one from Come On In ) , asparagus, lady peas, fruit salad, sweet and sour green beans and deviled eggs. And of course pound cake and strawberries. 

 

A couple of wedding pics.

 

Happy it's almost over. 

Jim blesses their union. 

 

 

Love Ivy in this one. 

Pensive flower girl. 

 

 

And demo day arrives. This little tiny woman worked like a Trojan. 

 

Goodbye stupid pantry. 

 

Tom and I tweak the new design Bev and I worked up. 

 

I like that I found my hand written note on the frame, written by my 28 year old self. It just says "put phone jack here, Amy". I was Sophie's age when we built this house 30 years ago this month! 

 

Brett rips it out. 

 

Wide open space. 

 

They found this picture behind the fridge. It is Sophie. 

 

Got to see Amy's new baby today. 

 

Spooky G played and then fell asleep in my arms. ❤️

Out with the old

 

Sure sign of spring. Toby's crew cut

 

To say we needed a new roof is an understatement. 

 

After another mess....

 

And big A equipment everywhere...

Beautiful. 

 

 

Got to stuff Easter eggs for church hunt. 

 

Book Club at Priscilla's. Medea got to come! Enjoying the view. 

 

The lake was especially pretty. Great food, no pics. Cocoa crusted salmon, squash and asparagus. So good. 

Did however photo the red velvet bundt cake. 

 

 

The book made us laugh out loud. So good. 

 

More memories unearthed. Paint colors from 30 years. 

 

Ugh that orange from Ivy's room. I always let them paint their rooms whatever color the wanted. Some were better than others. 

 

Found a Tupperware filled with Chex mix. This was not even from 2016! Yikes. 

 

The pink bowl. The girls fought mightily over it until Candy bought a set of pink bowls. After that no one wanted it. It was no longer special. 

 

A few "before" pictures. 

 

I have to say that I still don't dislike this kitchen. 

 

Had lots of fun in here.

 

I loved the finish Priscilla put on it years ago. I remember she was so sore from climbing the ladder for several days. 

 

And my starry night ceiling. 

 

I loved DIY before DIY was cool. 

 

Goodbye little clothesline. 

 

Ivy wore that white ballerina outfit at 3 years old so the painting is 20! They wouldn't let me paint over it in the last renovation. 

 

MG's tie dye tshirt, Ed's polo, Sophie's khaki shorts and white tank top and my black tshirt, all are real things we wore. Even the green blanket and rust kitchen towel. 

 Unexpected pocket of fun.  Margaret's birthday at Amerigo. 

 

Old gals take a selfie. 

It begins

Felt so bad after seeing my little concrete frog on the blog, I gave him a new coat of paint. 

 

Looks much better. I am just beginning to realize the scope of our house project. Every object in the downstairs will have to be boxed and moved.  

 

My apologies to all my clients for when I waltzed in and out of your chaos to check on progress, leaving you to live in squalor.  I started in our bathroom. 

Got to the back of the cabinet to find tub toys. 

 

 

Poor Thumbilina and her fairy prince. They look scared to death. Mary Grace loved these dolls. Looks like a dog loved them too. Notice the prince's lack of hand. 

Found my childhood jewelry box. It used to have a poseable doll that snapped on top. Also a little ballerina that spun in her tutu in front of the mirror when you wound it up to play music. 

Back then girls wore pins with everything. I loved the hedgehogs and mice. The irradiated dime is an oddity. On a family trip we visited a nuclear museum. They assured us that our dime would never completely lose its radiation. Wait.  What?!?!? It looks pretty scary. 

 

More tub toys. 

 

May let go of this cedar souvenir chest. Given to me by my little friend Tambra as a child. Her family fascinated me as they were from the country (Kentucky), loved country music, ate Blackburn's syrup on biscuits😝 and her parents were in their 20's and would dance to the hifi in the living room. 

And I might point out that Murray was where the KKK was founded 😯. Well wish us luck and I'll keep you updated.