If you remember, we live on a very busty (I’m so keeping that typo!) street.
It is actually one of the main streets here in town. We live right on the corner- there is a light and a bus stop (actually people waiting for the bus sit on the brick retaining wall in my yard- if I could find a way to put a trash can there I would be much happier with the bus stop) and a pretty constant flow of traffic.
Now my neighbor’s lot is a strange one. It runs the length of our front yard and then our yard ends right about the middle of our driveway. So the grass on half of our driveway is his. And he will freak the eff out if there is even a single tread on his lawn. We’ve been here for roughly four months and already had numerous run-ins with this man.
He is so, so, so very odd. He is currently working on a new mailbox.
I kid you not- it is a mailbox that is in the “stomach” of a mannequin. He has been working on this thing for the entire time we’ve been here. I keep trying to get a picture but there is never the right time. Rest assured that when it is officially unveiled I will present an entire photo spread.
This brings us to today.
MrBunny and I had gone to dinner at the seafood place up the street. We were coming home and stopped at the stop light- directly across from our house.
Much to our surprise there was our neighbor. In a hammock. Right next to the street. Passed out cold. With a cooler of beer sitting next to him. That was around 5:30 (MrBunny likes to eat early- he is 30 something going on 70 something. Ask me someday about his love of track suits) and when I just went out there ten minutes ago (little after 9) to turn off the sprinkler he is still there. Still out cold.
I can’t wait to wake up in the morning and see him still lying there. I will not be the least bit surprised.
Here’s hoping no one runs the light or gets in a wreck in the intersection- because he will be toast.
There is nothing more relaxing than being lulled to sleep by the sound of squealing tires and the smell of exhaust.
Well we are in the midst of kitchen hell here in the bunny household. But as of this morning we have a new floor put in to replace the floor that was rotted thanks to the leaking dishwasher. And we have a claim into the home warranty people for a replacement dishwasher.
Get this- they are taking a few days to “research”. Which in Old Republic terms means “how can we most effectively screw you.”
Write this down: if you are looking for a home warranty for a house you are purchasing- do not go with Old Republic. If the sellers offer to buy a Old Republic home warranty for you, kindly decline. They suck. They suck big ones.
Remember an artist who could take a four minute song and turn it into (one of my favorites of all time) an eleven minute video that includes everything from racial tension and the need for less hate in the world to Macauley Culkin dressed liked Flava Flav.
That takes talent.
May he be remembered for his incredible contributions to American music.
Our storage unit, which we filled when we moved to south Georgia the first time two years ago, is being moved today!
I’ve already come across numerous things that I had completely forgotten about. Unfortunately I’ve also discovered a few pieces of fine “Fred’s” furniture pieces that Mr. IronBunny is such a fan of. If it is assembled using plastic tubes that screw together, then he wants to buy it. I foresee it as a lifelong battle.
The flip side to all this excitement (and the $100 a month that I now have at my disposal) is that my almost unpacked house is right back to being a cardboard forest. Ugh.
I forget what number I’m on and I’m too lazy to go back and look.
Anyways… It’s time for the entryway! I actually just finished painting it so there isn’t anything on the walls (nor is there a new light fixture) but I figured I’d put up some pictures anyways.
Here is the old entryway-
You gotta love that light fixture. And the previous owner was so kind- she left and entire plastic cup full of little hangydown things so I could add to them. Or not.
Not sure why the door looks pink there. Hmmm.
So we took down the wallpaper (it was actually the first thing we did when my sister was here I believe) and got it primed- including the door.
And now….
I think the top color (both are Valspar) is called Oatbran and the bottom is called Ivory Brown. After much deliberation I let the chair rail the bright white and I think it looks quite nice with it.
I haven’t painted the door yet but it will be the same bright white as the chair rail. And the doorknob will match the deadbolt which is oil rubbed bronze.
I’m still looking for a new light fixture. I want to find one that is a smaller version of one that will look good in the dining room as well. The hunt continues!
The table is from Pier1. I found it hiding in a corner and it was on sale so it wasn’t hard to convince the husband which is always a plus. I love it. It is a dark brown with a leather inset on top.
So that’s the entryway. I’m taping off the living room tomorrow (using a sprayer because it is a bigger room and there is no chair rail so I can just spray away!) and hopefully I’ll have pictures of that in the next week or so.
is a paw print on my cabinet. Along with hair. And dirt.
Which leads me to a public service announcement.
Whosoever comes into my home and makes any comment on the black hairs on my freshly painted white cabinet faces will be escorted to their vehicles and not invited back ever again. This is for anyone and everyone. And I do mean everyone. Not even giving birth to either my husband or myself makes you exempt from this rule.
I have found it damn near impossible to paint white cabinet doors when you have a black lab. And before this incident he hadn’t even been around the doors! I’d had the door shut to the room they were in. I turned my back for a moment and next thing I know- I’ve got a black lab with white paws.
(and good god really disgusting nails!)
It is a damn good thing he is cute because I wanted to kill him. I had to repaint every single door that was drying because he took a nice little lap around them.
The husband decided to help paint so we spent the evening priming the living room. I love the man to death but he sucks at painting. Oh well.
On to the bathroom. Remember that I have to rip out the dry wall at some point so it isn’t the best finish but it works for now- especially since I hung a picture and put up a storage shelf over the toilet.
The picture is one I found on WallBlank.com- it’s called Empty Park, I think. All I know is I’m a big fan of it!
We got the storage shelf at Target. It was very much needed. Not only is the wall messed up behind there but there is next to no storage in this bathroom.
These are the towels my mom sent a little bit ago. I think they match perfectly- especially with the chocolate brown rug (now I just need to find a brown toilet seat cover).
The color is Valspar’s Field of Pines. I’d say it is a far cry better than Freaky and Assplosion!
By the way- I was totally kidding about the toilet lid cover.
You would think that the buildup I’ve given it would result in a huge overhaul… but it’s not. It’s a small change but it’s enough!
This is one of those rooms that I forgot to get “before” pictures of but my sister did salvage a piece of the lovely wallpaper so without further ado- the master bath.
Imagine if you will… you’ve had a long day filled with cheese and banannas. You head into the bathroom to sit for a spell and you are faced with four walls covered in this:
Please note- the stains are not due to the wallpaper being removed. Ponder that a moment.
Yes, it is a freaky ass bird staring at you. A freaky ass bird staring at you while sitting amongst a field of nauseating blue, brown and baby poop yellow. This is not pretty.
Don’t think that this bird is alone. Oh no!
He’s got a friend whom I call “He who looks as if to be projectile vomiting out of his ass”. I call him assplosion for short.
Hard to believe I wanted to take that down huh?
But I did. Well my sister did. And as she will tell you, that drywall did not want to give up freaky bird and assplosion. No siree. So it’s not in the best of shape. There will come a day when I rip out the dry wall and start fresh but I assure you that day is not in my immediate future.
…… I’m going to post this now and go make dinner (the native is getting restless) but I will update it later this evening. Roast shrimp and broccoli here I come!
In addition to the never-ending rain I also still don’t have Internet (I love how the iPhone automatically capitalized Internet).
Originally we were going to go with mediacom bit after three days of sitting at the house waiting for them to come (as we were told they would me) we found out that no one was ever coming! Needless to say this made me very angry. So we decided to give AT&T DSL a try. They said it would be a couple of days to provision the line. A few days comes and goes and nothing. So the husband calls over and they say “oh Mr. B we have you down for connection on the 16th”.
That is ubacceptable so be was able to get them to connect it today. All day I watch that damn blinking light, waiting for it to glow solid… Which didn’t happen.
So once again the husband calls and asks about it. Now we are scheduled for connection on the 24th!!!!!!! The 24th? How did they think that was at all acceptable? They are very lucky that I’m in love with my new iPhone and I’ve been able to keep up with the world otherwise I’d be much more aggravated than I already am.
So long story short (too late! I love that movie) we still have no Internet ( and the Internet we’ve been stealing from a neighbor has been completely inrellable which I find to be just rude and unneighborly of them) and I’ll be going by mediacom on the morning to start making some demands.
Watch out for headlines tomorrow: “South Georgia woman holds cable company office hostage untilcproff of connectivity is shown.”
And as my mother told the poor, alone, tired woman who spoke no English as she endured hour after hour of hard labor- soon. Soon I will have Internet. Soon.
We have much rain. We have too much rain. We have hail. We have strong winds. We have tornadoes. We have sirens. We have downed tree limbs. We have more rain.
We have kitchen cabinets, hallways, entryways (which I got a new fabulous table for last night), bedrooms, offices, dining rooms and living rooms that need to be painted- but can’t thanks to the aforementioned rain.
I know I promised the Master Bath today but it just isn’t going to happen. I’ve been busy trying to get some boxes unpacked and (to no avail) find my flatware. I ate dinner with a spoon last night- baked chicken and green beans, not fun- and so far the flatware has been hiding.
So the kitchen/den wasn’t the only room we tackled this past week.
Nope, we also hit the master bedroom. The idea was that it would be nice to have a place to go to at night where there was no paint trays, no dropcloths, no boxes, no crap. And I can honestly say- it is very nice to have. I do still have staples and tack strips to remove in there but for the most part it is done for the time being.
The day I moved up here I arrived at around 1:30 in the morning. The movers arrived 7 hours later. My sister 6 hours after that. So things were a little crazy that day. That is why I don’t have many “before” pictures of the rest of the house.
As a matter of fact I’ve only got this one lonely picture of the master bedroom. And it isn’t a true before picture because I had already ripped up the carpet when I took it. The carpet was my first act of remodeling. And it felt good. Well it felt good until the decades of dirt and carpet deodorizer hit my nasal cavity and sinuses. But that wasn’t anything that a little Claritin could solve.
At first glance this pale blue might not look that bad- but believe me, it was. It was just gross. Definite need for a change.
And change we did! This was actually the only color that I did not ponder. My sister happened to open one of the color pamphlets and I saw it and immediately said- “That’s the color I want for the bedroom.”
(excuse the bed- I was lying there watching a movie before I took the picture)
The color is Valspar’s Jekyll Sans Souci Green which is part of their historic landmarks collection. I didn’t put two and two together when I first picked it out, but it is actually from a hotel on Jekyll Island, GA which isn’t too horribly far from where I live. I went saining for shrimp there just last year.
I need to at some point go back and put a second coat down- as evidenced by this picture.
There’s the movie I was watching- Cadillac Records. Pretty good.
So that’s the Master Bedroom! A nice place to relax after long days of painting and hauling carpet, and the various and sundry other things to do around the house. It will be even nicer with I get all the tack strips and staples up, put up the crown molding and quarter round (for the floor to cover up the little strip of discolored wood around the edge of the room) and of course the second coat of paint. But it serves it’s purpose for now.
Seriously by the time we got to actually putting color on the walls I thought we were going to need padded ones. We had already stripped very stubborn wallpaper from the entryway and master bath, primed those two areas plus the hallway and bedroom. We were desperate for some color.
So without further ado…
You can see where we’ve stopped the one color just under the cabinet. At some point I’m actually going to go in and put in a backsplash of some sort. For now I just have to deal with the abrupt color change. I’m also going to have to paint the ceiling some day. And the windows- although we liked the brown wood with the blue (after we had primed the window sills), we couldn’t get the primer off the sills in order to leave them wood. So paint them I will.
Here’s a shot from the kitchen to the backdoor. The door on the left (with the dog leashes, which have since moved) is to the dining room and then the accordion doors are to my laundry closet. We decided to make the wall on the right (which is part of the cabinet surrounding the fridge) white because we feared it would get too dark in the pass with another wall of blue.
These are the walls of the den. This picture reminds me that I need to go in and paint over that little drip of white on the back wall. We did two different colors of blue called (I do believe Valspar’s either Laura Ashley or Eddie Bauer collections) Bayport and Peninsula. We decided to bump up to a little higher quality of paint than Valspar’s normal line due to the fact that it will be the most used area of the house not to mention it is home to two dogs. A definite need for scrubbable paint!
Here you can see the difference in the two colors pretty well.
Here’s a shot of the rest of the den.
Please excuse the mess in all these (and future) pictures. Outside of a few kitchen boxes, nothing has really found a home yet and is just floating aimlessly around the floor and counters. Anyways, you can see where we made the side of this cabinet white as well. The overall feel I was going for was beach house, airy, open, not oppressive dark wood paneling. It is a much more cheery room than it was before.
Which leads us to the most difficult thing to paint in recent memory. The section of cabinets that I had originally intended to take down.
Instead I decided to go ahead and leave them open and get some different colored glass pieces to display. To say painting this was a pain is a huge understatement. For the top shelf we had to stand on the counter and have our faces laying on our shoulders in order to see the top. Then you had to kneel on the counter for the next shelf (even 30 years of being a good Catholic didn’t prep my knees for that adventure). For the next cabinet you had to go between kneeling, crouching on the stepladder and sitting on the counter. For the last shelf- well I don’t remember what we had to do for the last shelf because I actually ended up spilling almost an entire tray of paint on that shelf and spent a frantic few minutes trying to get it all spread out. Craziness.
One important thing I learned from painting these cabinets. They sell those paintbrushes with no handle for a reason. It is for painting cabinets. I ended up taking my nice Purdy brush and actually dremeling the handle off. It was much easier after that.
Because it was such a pain- here’s another picture of it. I’m on the lookout for a few more pieces to fill it out. I did grab some fun glasses from Kohl’s which you can barely see in the bottom left corner.
I am working on getting the cabinet doors done. We had a few days of questionable (read: terrifying- we actually made the Weather Channel!) weather. Even the primer was taking forever and a day to dry so they aren’t quite done yet. I’m hoping to have them dry and up in a couple of days.
But I was able to get another project in the kitchen done.
Another middle of the night picture-
Here’s what they look like finished.
I’m ready for my close up Mr. DeMille-
The fabric is a (I think- too lazy to go check for sure) “Brother and Sisters” pattern that we got from Hobby Lobby. We were originally looking at doing each chair a different pattern and had all four picked out until luckily my sister realized that we’d be putting them on bright white chairs and each fabric we had picked out was cream based. Disaster averted!
Well, that about does it for today’s installment of This Ugly House. I’ll do the master bedroom tomorrow and then it all depends on how much I get done each day as to what I’ll post about next. I’ve got wallpaper to remove in the dining room, and the hallway/entryway/living room to paint. And of course I need to finish the cabinet doors!
Until then- I’ll leave you with this. I find BS much easier to take when it has a little seasoning.
So here in southern Georgia we’ve got these pine trees that are for real tall. I do believe they are called slash pines. Very tall and they don’t branch until well over 10-15 feet up.
Anyways, we’ve got a ton of them in our yard. In the backyard we’ve got two that are dead and four that need to leave in order for us to a.) expand the driveway so the ass wipe next door shuts up about us even putting a single tread on his property (the property line is really weird towards the middle to end of our driveway- basically once our driveway ends his property begins) and b.) so we can build out our patio at some point.
We were going to leave the two in the patio area for a later date but the tree guy came by and gave us too good of a deal to pass up. So they are currently decimating the tree population in our backyard. There is quite a bit more sun right now, but once we get the patio built we will be putting in fruit and smaller trees so some shade will return.
But I wanted to share some pictures I took of this dude. He is 67 years old and has been climbing trees for over 40 years. He took that tree like Grant took Richmond. It was unreal.
I’ll make sure to get pictures of the much more open backyard when they are done. Maybe I’ll be able to catch some of the scandalized looks from the neighbors on film as well!
To begin today, I’d like to introduce you to my little friend…
The 5 gallon bucket of Kilz. He and I have become quite close over the last week. We’ve spent many an hour together. Good times.
Here we are in the breakfast area…
And in the den…
And what my sister so lovingly referred to as “The Beast”
My sister got a little too up close and personal with my dear friend. She was very thankful that we have a reflex to shut our eyes when something comes near them!
Here’s another shot of the den- complete with the dog pound we are running. The small one is my sister’s dog Carson and the medium and large are of course the much photographed Ginger and Bronco.
Speaking of the much photographed ones…
Bronco says hello!
I’ll leave you today with what was a very anticipated moment in the week- our first bit of color! It was very exciting.
Please note how dark it is outside. I do believe that this picture was taken at about 1 in the morning. It was a very, very long week. One I’m still not completely recovered from.
9/22- just starting out; 124 to lose
9/29- lost 6 pounds; 118 left to go
10/6-lost 4 pounds; 114 left to go
totally forgot this was over here:
12/4- lost 25 pounds; 99 left to go