My apologies for not having uploaded all of my past posts (those that were almost lost when my original blog crashed): I’ve been waiting for a rainy weekend day to complete the tedious process of transferring each old entry from Word to Notepad to WordPress. But it’s been a beautiful, dry, sunny summer, and Jim and I are making the most of the good weather to finish the house painting and the installation of the new windows. Here’s a heartfelt promise that I’ll use the next rainy Saturday or Sunday to move some posts back into the land of the reading!
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Ummmmmmmm… I don’t think the house painting will be done until October at the earliest. We still have to take off the vinyl siding on the porch, put up the Tyvek, put on clapboards, caulk the seams/gaps, put on a coat of primer (two coats in some spots), and then paint the entire house and garage twice before we even start to paint the trim.
Not to mention find time to install 4 two-unit double hung windows.
Yow. Maybe you should have a sidingpainting party. Invite a bunch of friends, work all day, then feed them burgers and beer. You never know. It might work!
hmmmm….hmmmmm….maybe we can rope some summer guests into helping out…hmmmm…
okay…Jean’s offer scares me, since I’m going to be one of the aformentioned summer guests. Do they still sell painters’ pants at Van’s? Does Van’s still exist??? Yikes.
Ah, Van’s – the land of the very boyish clothes that Mom used to buy for me. Van’s is long gone…
And never fear, Jim and I could use a break from painting and such. No worries about needing painter’s pants!
That’s it then. If Van’s is gone, I simply can’t paint.
(diva head toss)
The last time I went to Van’s, I was looking for dungaree shorts. The woman who was following me held out some very very short shorts. I said, “Oh, those are hotpants! I want plain old jean shorts!” to which she replied, “Oh, we don’t call those hotpants in this store…it’s not a nice name for them.” I did find some shorts, and some cool striped KNEESOCKS to wear with them. (and now, having dated myself fully in the ’70’s, I will sign off).