If it wasn’t raining…

…I’d have lovely photographs of a finished Mr. Greenjeans to share with you all. Unfortunately, Mother Nature has decided to be uncooperative so we’ll have to wait an extra day or so for the FO post (I’m sure the astute among you already noticed that Mr. G. has been at 100% in the sidebar since Thursday. Trust me, I want pictures as badly as you guys do but we’ll all have to wait ’til RR and the weather are all on the same page since I have no set-up for mirrored self-portraits or patience for monkeying with the tripod).

In the meantime, I have a couple of things to share.

First, Jazz would like to say, “hai.”

Jazzy says "hai"

Is that not the cutest set of floppy puppy ears you’ve ever seen?

Next, I recently offered to do a favor for a fellow knitblogger. To thank me, Deb sent a thank you card and, in order to make sure the card did not get damaged, included some lovely handspun:

Deb's Handspun

and a cake of Silkie STR from the 2007 Sock Club (Walking on the Wild Tide colorway) in a lovely silk bag:

Socks That Rock - Walking on the Wild Tide

Thank you, Deb! That’s some gorgeous packing material. I hope you enjoyed your tapes! ;o)

Also, I don’t think I shared with you all the presents Dobby brought back for me from her London trip:

Gifts from Across the Pond

That’s a magnetic notepad for my grocery lists, a Mr. Darcy (COLIN FIRTH!) keychain and a Bath postcard. Not bad! ;o)

In blogosphere news, there’s a new podcast that’s been added to the knitting podcast lineup. The Manic Purl Podcast has weekly episodes that are produced by Chrissy who blogs at Chrissy’s Random Life. I have only listened to one episode so far but the one I did listen to was well put together and a good length (between 30 and 45 minutes). She does a good job with continuity and no ‘uhm’ and ‘ah’ sections that I noticed. The best part about this week’s episode? Yours truly is the featured blogger! Thank you again, Chrissy, for all your compliments (RR says I am now impossible to live with, btw) and for choosing my little spot on the web to review. I’d like to welcome any and all visitors from her podcast site – thanks for stopping by! :o)


…is for walking. This is a trend I’ve noticed over several blogs but I first saw this at Judy’s blog. She has a beautiful forest surrounding her so her walking is much more interesting than mine but I thought I’d give it a shot. ;o)

First I had to wrangle the dogs into their harnesses and myself into something other than yoga pants but as soon as I had that done we were off and the dogs were more than happy to see some new scenery.

Happy Dogs

I decided to go up the neighbor’s drive – they own 40ish acres behind us which are mostly untouched and they live in Maryland so they only visit once a year (if that). This makes it nice and peaceful and a perfect place to stretch your legs (we also care for the property so I have permission to be back there – no trespassing!):

Uphill Climb
The View

My favorite part of my walk? It is finally feeling more like Autumn which means I’m able to wear my hand knit socks:

Fall Favorite

Which is actually one of my favorite things this Fall.

Tell me, what are your favorite things to do this time of year?

Being a Grownup sucks sometimes…

…most of the time you can get away with doing whatever you want (at least I can since I only work part-time) but then reality bites you on the ass and you have to follow through with your responsibilities. For me, reality comes calling at minimum three times a year – in April, July and October. Being a bookkeeper, I have at least one client who waits until the very last minute to give me their tax info which means I spend those six weeks a year doing data input like a madwoman.

So, in case you were worried or something, that’s where I’ve been for the last week and a half. Inputting the entire year of 2006 and fighting with banks getting statements, etc. Fun times.

This weekend, however, I managed to pull my head out of the sand long enough to do two things: Spin at the Hancock Shaker Village (post forthcoming) and rip apart my porch to install a new door. I know it isn’t as interesting but let’s go with the door install first since I have the pictures all ready and a post half written in my head that I don’t want to forget, k?

Yesterday, in honor of Columbus Day and the spirit of exploration, we decided to explore the way our porch was thrown together. Around here we like to call this “Hillbilly Construction” ;o)

Apparently the former owner of our house decided they wanted to put in two windows and a French Door on the mostly enclosed pre-existing porch (which is also the only room in our house big enough to hold all of us at Thanksgiving. It gets a bit chilly, to say the least). To do this, they needed holes. They cut these holes using God only knows what kind of saw but we did learn that they liked to ‘start low and go high’ or, as we like to put it, ‘wing it’ and not use a level.

Seriously, how expensive is a freaking level? Or, how hard is it to get your not-as-drunk cousin Carl to come over to eyeball it for you?

Anyway, at least they cut out the parts between the load-bearing two-by-sixes. Mostly. I have a couple of pictures for you, ‘before and afters’ if you will:


You can’t really see it very well but those up/down 2×4’s in the picture do not reach up to the roof. Why, you ask? Because they had a drop ceiling. This, according to Hillbilly Logic (there are rare occurrences – and Hilbilly Logic is secondary to Hillbilly Construction), means that anything that happens above the drop ceiling doesn’t really matter since you can’t SEE it.

This includes large holes, wasp nests, rotting…well, rotting anything and 2x4s that end halfway up the wall and pretty much do nothing but hold up your horrifically ugly circa-1976 paneling. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, there was even paneling.

Wanna see what else we found?


That arrow is pointing to the last remnants of the asbestos-laden shingles ETA: I have been informed that they are asphalt shingles. No tent required for removal. ;o) that covered the entire house from top to bottom. We found some of this on the porch itself during our ‘clean up’. Where, you ask? Under the paneling. Why rip it off when you can cover it?


Here is an example of the color that was used on all of the trim. When I say ‘all’ I mean ALL. Inside and out. Seriously. Oh and do not adjust your monitors, it really is that hideous teal-blue. It belongs on my Fiestaware, not on the outside of my HOUSE.

Now for the fun part, what did we put in the gaping hole that was formerly a screen door…


That would be a freakishly heavy sliding glass door. The cost of said door? For us – FREE. Sometimes it pays to have men in your life who work at job sites where they throw out expensive stuff. We also have six or so sheets of drywall from the same site for the Laundry Room (aka the Project from Hell) and three or so more doors. ;o)

It isn’t completely done, RR still has to trim out the door and I have to find the green trim paint from three years ago (cross fingers it’s still good) however, we are both very proud of ourselves. If he hadn’t had to go rescue some dumb hiker from the top of Bash Bish falls yesterday he’d be 100% done but nooooo, the sun had to go and set.

So, to sum up, MasterC*rd style:

Ripping out Hillbilly Construction: $0+hours of frustration and mocking of said Hillbillies

Installing sliding glass door and all wood for framing, trim, etc.: $0

Not having to listen to your Father complain that he’s freezing at Thanksgiving: Priceless.