The wiring was not in as bad a state as I’d feared. The old cloth wiring had just been pushed above the crossbar so it looked like we had bare wires in the ceiling. When I pulled the crossbar, and a little plaster down, it was easy to snug the cloth insulation back into place […]
Well, our new light arrived from Rejuvenation tonight and it is lovely. We assembled it with no problems, removed the old fixture and then had a grim reminder than we live in a 1907 house. The old knob and tube wiring is still in the ceiling, minus the insulation. At least on the visible part
I just got off the phone with Chris Parks at McCarter and Emily DeCola. Chris is directing Arabian Nights and Emily is doing puppet design; I’m the scenic designer. We started our planning when I flew to NYC last summer to do initial design discussions. Today we planned out our schedule. Which means I now
I just caught my floor on fire. Well, okay. That’s a little bit of an exaggeration. A piece of the paper that’s glued to the pantry floor ignited to a flame like a birthday candle. I whacked it with my paint scraper and it went out. I’ve made little embers glow before but this was
I talked to the guy who will probably refinish our floor. He specializes in older homes and has great references and his bid was lower than I expected it to be. Whee. I need to talk it over with Rob first, but hopefully we should have a beautiful fir floor soon.
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For Christmas, Rob gave me a book by my favorite Victorian author, which is quite the impressive since I think he’s found all of her titles at this point. If you don’t know how these yearbooks work, they contain a pithy saying for everyday of the year. Here is today’s: “One uncongenial guest can ruin
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Today I have been writing. I’ve been a little stalled on my novel because I knew what the antagonist needed to do to move the plot forward, but I’d failed to give them a reason to do it. I had a motive, the bad guy did not. After Rob and I went to bed last
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Rob went down to a WRW rehearsal today, so I took advantage of the time alone to scrape tar paper off the floor in the pantry. It’s fairly stinky so I don’t like doing it when he’s in the house. I wear a respirator while I’m working; asking him to wear one around the house
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Last night we had Sue and Albert for company to join us in the traditional New Year’s Day menu. We nearly had a small catastrophe because this was the first time I’d made black-eyed peas from dried; I usually use the canned ones. Although I soaked them overnight, I did not allow enough time for
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Much to our surprise, Marlowe loves shredded daikon radish. He’s not keen on salmon, but give him a bit of spicy root and he’s a happy cat.
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Or Happy Bris as a friend of mine pointed out. Although the calendar is supposed to date from the birth of Jesus, it actually begins eight days after his birth. Why? Because–being born into a Jewish household–that would have been his bris. Interesting, no? In any case, Rob and I woke up late this morning.
For the past several years Rob and I have made sushi. Tonight we somehow made enough for a small army so we’re dropping some off at the Celsi’s. We’ll eat sushi and watch a movie tonight after we get back. P.S. Rob is sporting his new Icelandic wool sweater.
Yesterday was a momentous day, and I didn’t even realize it. It was Rob’s last official day at the winery. Of course he’s still going in to work on Monday, but he’s back to being free-lance. Hurrah!
Hey, you guys know my cousin Susan. It’s still her birthday on the West Coast. Not too late to send her a birthday e-mail.
The plywood and vinyl are out of the house! Now I just have to peel all the tar paper off the floor.
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