Ruthy doesn't do 96... she barely does 85. So, with that in mind, I'm not painting outside today, I'm tucked inside, writing.
Despair should never be allowed to rule Thanksgiving Day.
Haley Jennings eyed the two camo-clad little boys in her back seat, mentally searching for anything she might have ever learned about children in her twenty-eight years on the planet. She came up empty. That didn’t sound promising for her orphaned nephews, now in her care.
Writing about Christmas makes me feel COOLER!!!! :)
Okay, I'm not really writing about Christmas, that story is DONE... I'm writing about a heat wave... a farmer, working the fields... blazing hot summer sun, mid-August.
Clearly I write what I know, LOL!
And when I need a break from my story, I'm working on the upstairs hall project...
Imagine a staircase that goes from first floor to attic.
Envision cobwebs a mile wide and twelve feet long.
(Slight exaggeration there. But only slight, I assure you.)
Doesn't this look so much better now??? Than dark blue and COBWEBS??????? I should have taken a picture to show you the 2 x 4 and plywood scaffolding Mandy made for me so I could reach this ceiling. It's at least twelve feet high, and over stairs... Let's just say it was an interesting balancing act, but now it's DONE!!!! :)
Here's the green carpeting that's been here for 50 years... and is going, step by step:
Listen carefully to hear the creak of 157 year old stairs....
Few kids can sneak out of THIS house, let me tell you. Unless they used the windows. Creaking stairs, squeaky doors. We're quite ridiculous, really. Anyway, these are the stairs beneath the carpet. This will be a fall/winter project, to paint them and make them cuter-than-cute. Maybe with patterns... We'll see. I was thinking Ruthy-isms and/or Bible verses because this is the stairway to my office.
And here is another shot of one of the completed walls of the 2nd-to-3rd-floor staircase:
And here is the PINK!!!!! I'm using as a lower chair-rail effect just around the landing at the top of the stairs to the second floor: (Mandy insists I chose this just to make her sick.... because it's that pink!!! Whereas my writer's head sees springtime all year, tra la, tra lee!!!!
So that's my day. I am not cooking. Grandsons coming to spend the night so Mom and Dad can have a night out.
Baking a 1/2 sheet cake for Mary Ruthy's 2nd birthday. (Did that last night so I don't have to turn on the oven today)
But other than all that... (big grin here)... I'm writing!