Showing posts with label diva of decorating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diva of decorating. Show all posts

Sunday, May 17, 2026

Another "Diva of Decorating" Moment...

we changed out this...

...as we seriously contemplate moving.
 

...for this, to lean a little more into the midcentury modern look...the black recliner had to go.

And we swapped the TV room from this:


...to this:


...to make it feel a little larger and more open, and stop hiding the marshmallow couch.

When we're ready to show the home, my 1956 Philco V-handle will be back in the kitchen where it belongs...


...but the home itself will be sparsely furnished.

What's there will be midcentury modern, but we want folks to walk through and see where their stuff can be, not where our stuff is.

Probably won't be this selling season, though late summer / early fall is possible.

If not, then Lord willing, next year.

We've got plenty to do between now and then.


You get to skate this week; no HGU:

My 8 am tee time was rained out.


Thought about channeling my inner Francis Ouimet and playing anyway...

20 yr old Francis Ouimet and his 10 year old caddie Eddie Lowery in the 1913 US Open.  Ouimet shocked the world, playing two great rounds on Friday in the driving rain to force a 3 way tie with 2 of the world's best: the incomparable Harry Vardon and bomber Ted Ray.  Against all odds, Ouimet won by 5 strokes the next day in an 18 hole playoff.

...but I'm currently slogging through a rotten spring cold, so it was pretty much guaranteed it would be a morning of futility and frustration.


Decided I didn't want to pay for that, so pushing it back 'til next week.

Can't wait.


I love the month of May in Michigan:

snowballs in May

Everything bursts into bloom...

spireas showing off their new white blossoms

...as we finally put winter in the rearview and embrace the renewal of spring and summer.

a refreshing dip in the ol' swimmin' hole

But May is also my most medicated month...pollen counts are through the roof and I help support the lavish lifestyles of the makers of Zyrtec and Benadryl on a daily basis.

Looks like summer is happening "up north" at Larry's cottage as well:


...always a sure sign the outdoor season has arrived when the dock goes in the lake.

Welcome, Summer!

Just don't blink; it flies by before you know it...


What are you waiting for?  I say we mount up...

10 points if you can name these famous equestrians without me telling you they're the “Four Horsemen” of Notre Dame's 1924 football team, so nicknamed by famed sportswriter Grantland Rice.  L to R: rt halfback Don Miller, fullback Elmer Layden, left halfback Jim Crowley, and qb Harry Stuhldreher.   Sorry, no points for you!

...and 23 Skidoo:

caught in the act, fleeing the scene

another dr's office painting...he said his wife picked it out; I said she has good taste

should be mandatory for all D's, like the Covid jab was during the disastrous Biden years

love our little Japanese maple tree, soon to be joined by my seasonal fave, tiger lilies

Karen's making good progress on the lower garden...

...and getting started on the upper patio garden as well

courtyard coming into focus



Years ago an acquaintance and I had a sharp disagreement that ended with him telling me, "you've just made a powerful enemy!"

I remember wondering at the time if that was actually true; had I in fact made a powerful enemy?

Conflict in life is inevitable, and relationships sometimes fracture.

One thing you never want to do, however, is make THE most powerful enemy.

Sadly, many of us who claim to be Christians do just that, to our serious detriment.

How?

James tell us in chapter 4:4,

"...know ye not that the friendship of the world is enmity with God?  whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of God."

When we adopt the morals and mores of the world around us - killing babies in utero is “reproductive health”; sleeping with whoever/whatever you want to is just a lifestyle choice -

When we behave like the world does - quarreling, coveting, fighting, envying, lusting -

When we're impressed like the world is with price, success and fame, rather than value, hard work and character -

Then we've left off the pursuit of God's calling and have succumbed to the siren call of the world.

We've become enemies with God.

That's not just dumb, it's dangerous.

Instead of pursuing our own self-destruction, we should heed God's call as given by the Apostle Paul in Romans:

2  And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect will of God.

    - Romans 12:2

If the rat race has got you down, stop racing with the rats.

Instead, "...press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 3:14)

later, mcm fans...



Saturday, December 3, 2022

Let's Get This Out Of The Way, Shall We?

'Twas 3 weeks before Christmas...


 ...and every mouse...had fled frozen fields for the warmth of my house.

My wife found their droppings and said, "I'm not pleased, to think that these varmints are taking their ease...



"...inside my warm dwelling; this outrage won't stand!
What will you do?"  Then I raised my hand:

"These mice, they are finished!  Kaput and Kersplatz!
No way they'll survive for we have three cats!"

Then we beheld our mog desperados...

Kitty...



...and Smokey...



...and Buddy El Gato.



Disciples of Garfield were these lazy creatures,
with eating and sleeping their dominant features.

Ignoring those three hebetudinous chaps,
I scrounged all around til I found an old trap.


And later that evening 'ere mice came a-creeping,
I set the cruel deadfall then got busy sleeping.

So early next 'morn, at dawn's early light,
I sprang from my bed to find what I might.

But what did my wondering eyes finally see,
but a clean, empty trap and a note left for me:


"Thanks for the cheese, but what would be better,
instead of old muenster, could we have fresh cheddar?"

"And what's with this platter?" my mousy pals asked.
"We might have been killed if we hadn't been fast!"

'Twas then that I thought of the great Robert Burns
and his famous lament to a mouse that he turned,


Out of warm hearth and home as he plowed in his field.
Did I want to partake in his life time of guilt?

The best laid plans, it is easy to see,
Gang aft agley and I think you'll agree,

There was nothing to do but give them their cheddar.
After all, 'twas Christmas, and what could be better,


Than showing the love God has for His swarm,
by letting them stay inside where it's warm?

So out went the trap, but the mice?  Man alive!
We're quite overrun but I guess we'll survive.


And lifting a quote from St. Nick's yearly flight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!"

original artwork by Diane Dempsey


There...that wasn't so bad, was it?  It's like pulling a band-aid off a cut; if you do it quick it only stings for a second...and now you've got a whole year before you have to endure it again.


As expected, the Diva of Decorating waved her wand and Christmas magically*  blew into the Castle Frankenstein...including the living room...




...dining room...



...hallway...


...TV room...


...the coffee bar...



...and the overhead Christmas village in the kitchen:








I'm currently devising ways to hide her wand.

*magically in the sense of lots of manual labor by the resident pack mule


Hate to say it, but other than that, I got nuthin'.  Feeling beat up and worn down by the vagaries of life at the moment.

So, like my hungover college prof who dragged his disheveled self into the lecture hall and mumbled incoherently for a few minutes before dismissing the class early, I'm going to cut this one short.


Yeah, I had pretty much the same reaction when that happened back in the 70's.


Before you storm the exits,  I do have a few parting shots, so don't say I never did nuthin' to for ya.

To wit:

just because I like it...


...and the view from outside



Sir Kitschalot recently moved into the Wild_Hare Pool Hall


some new Christmas vinyl


Karen says my clubs have to move bc they don't match her Christmas decor...


...I say, "problem solved".


last sunrise pic of the year from Larry's cottage


Looking for better in the days ahead.

later, mcm fans...