First Snow


Wahooooo! SNOW!!


Not a ton, yet…but I’ll take it.


So, this house is exactly 9 minutes from my daughter’s house and she didn’t get any snow that stuck.


You know what I think?


I think my little house is magical.

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Making the Switch


So…before the lights actually got turned on…THIS happened.

The power company came out and switched the power from the old, outdated, ancient meter box–to the bright, shiny, NEW meter box.

Welcome to the 21st Century little, cute house.

We’ll be joining you soon.

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Just had my first trip to the lighting department of Home Depot EVER–to pick out my very own, new light fixtures! If it was grammatically correct to add 65,000 exclamation points to that–they’d be there…believe me. Happy-happy-HAPpy! I tried my best to be frugal and simple and farm-housey, to the best of my ability.


But this one. THIS one is for my bedroom. (Insert huge grin right here) The guys said it was a “Victorian” light, but I say, if it’s going in my farm house then it’s a FARM house light. Neener-ha. Besides, it’s pretty.


Speaking of pretty….how’d that get in there? Must have been a mistake. Oh, well. I’m keeping it. HA!


The guys worked like mad to get all these lovely things put up–as quickly as possible. You can see that here in the front room, the ceiling still needs a bit more paint–but the light is very pretty. Real simple.


The family room lights are a bit more flat, because, for one thing, they glared less, but mostly because The Bald Guy was nervous that he’d hit his head on some fancy hanging swag-type thing. So, of course we got flat, slightly boring lights. They work fine and look nice–beyond that who really cares? It’s the family room for Heaven’s sake. Haha.


There are three of these in the kitchen–so when I take pictures of all my amazing creations–there will be no shadows anywhere! Wahoooo!


No, no. Of course this is not a light. It’s the oven that my sweet kids got me for my birthday. The one that came with the house had a broken inner window that we couldn’t replace because that model doesn’t exist anymore. Remember, the fellow that lived here built the house in 1944 and was the only owner. He passed away at age 104. Lots of stuff around here is old. It’s ok by me. I LOVE it allll.


Even the gas lamp in the front yard.

Perhaps–especially the gas lamp in the front yard.

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Autumn Walk


Though I haven’t actually moved into “my” cute little house yet, I do go there often just to walk around the yard.


It’s like I’m trying to convince myself that the trees and bushes…IMG_0454

and limbs and branches and sticks…


and leaves on the ground…


and leaves changing color for the fall…


and the leaves that want to stay the same…


and the lovely, mulchy, foresty looking ground cover…

IMG_0437and the mysterious berries are alllll…

really, truly


It’s like some kind of dream.


And the hornets that seem to be getting braver and braver…

they’re mine too.

IMG_0435It’s beautiful…

and I’m so, so grateful.

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Interesting Discovery


So, the guys have been working on the electrical, and as often happens–one project can easily lead to another.


So, while they were busy removing some of the old paneling–they found evidence of a previous life.


50 year old wall paper. Awesome. Awesome.

I LOVE old stuff. But I’m still painting it white.

Thanks, Pinterest.

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