Sunday, July 16, 2017

A Blast...

...From The Past...that's #5 son Benjamin, now 31 years of age, when he was just a stripling of 8 or 9...not sure who the sleepy eyed gent is behind him...looks to be 38 or 39...I am reminded of the old saw that that while Time may be a great healer, it's a lousy beautician...I can personally attest to that.

Our mailbox was on a ratty old stand with two others...looked like it was patched together with bubble gum and baling wire...so I asked our mail carrier if I could move ours apart from the others and he said no problem...
...so this weekend I did...our new "mod box", in keeping with the mid century modern motif...

Karen snapped a couple of pics of our domicile last night...in the courtyard...
...and in the backyard...
...imagine the parties we're going to have with the likes of Marilyn, The Chairman of the Board...
...Dino, Sammy Davis Jr, and all the rest of the gang...should be Rat Pack heaven...
...can't wait...

Making a little more progress on the domicile...
...the TV room...

...with our fireplace and "cinema" sign that still needs to be hung up on the stone wall...
...long ways to go but we're gaining on it.

And we're starting to formulate a plan for unloading half our stuff...
...and sell stuff that's worth something...contacted an acquaintance who deals with antiques and collectibles about taking some of my TV's and radios on consignment.  It's not going to happen overnight but it will happen.

Not enough hours in the day nor energy in my body for all that must be accomplished...

We press on...

later, mcm fans...

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