Today was the Mendota Heritage Festival. It was such a beautiful fall day, and I think things went well. I was not involved other than to make a cake, eat a hotdog, and walk thru taking pictures. It was nice.
Helene, aka. Dr. Helene Holbrook, was at the Mendota Medical Clinic taking blood pressures, etc. Here we are…
Helene: “Eva your blood pressure is very normal, but how about those chipmunk cheeks? Have you been eating walnuts and storing them for the winter…in your cheeks?”
Here we are playing “Mendota Clinic!”
So many hours of work and dreams brought this clinic into the world and now it’s closed. I think it will open again. I do not know when or under what circumstances, but I just have that feeling. Meanwhile, this little lady waits…
And the Mendota Community Association keeps the birdhouses “bird ready” waiting on that special family to move in…
And those of us who believe lift this clinic up in a more effective manner than texting…
I love my Little Bathroom now. It’s so fresh and clean. The gold walls are gone, the builder-grade unframed mirror is framed, the faucette is now a brushed nickle, and I have new lights. At one time we’d talked about swapping out the sink to granite, but I didn’t want the added expense, and I like this one just fine. I’m going to write a post on things we learned from other bloggers and also from our experience in framing out this mirror.
Like that pop of red in there? Yep, I do!
I wish I took better pictures…
If there was only one thing I could have done in this bathroom after painting it, it would be to change out the lights. I really like them.
I wanted to make all of the little “decor” things to save money. I’m going to add something else, but for right now, it’s just blackbirds on plates. The yellow towels are the same color as the entry hall coming into the bathroom so they are my “transition” pieces along with a bit of black and a bit of red which is in every room in my house.
Here was my “before” photo…I hope you like this one better.
This was a change that Mike and I were both ready for. Except for swapping out the plumbing, which my brother-in-law Gerald helped with, Mike or I did everything ourselves. It was much harder to do than I anticipated because of the confined space. Glad it’s over now, and I’m very happy with the way it looks.
Mike did not like the color of this room. How about you? What do you think? I was sure surprised when he said he did not like it.
If you read my last post, you know that our Little Bathroom Project had turned into an evil, twisted ordeal! Everything went awry! I sat on the couch laughing while I was writing it, and Mike went into a deep sulk. If you didn’t read it, here it is. We’ve turned this all around. It’s not done, but progress has been made.
Here’s the bathroom when we started…this was when I was taking the mirror down and had it all taped. We decided not to take the mirror down so I later removed the tape. Yes.No.Yes.No…finally it really was no. This room was like a little dark cave.
The Benjamin Moore “Eternity” paint really opened the room up, and the paint covers so well. The gallon of paint was $62 and I only used one quart. Expensive, and now I have this pretty paint that I do not know what to do with. The room is small so it’s hard to get a “whole” picture, but in this picture which has the black wood surround on the mirror gives you some idea..
We swapped out the dated “Hollywood” lights that I liked about 20 years ago. I like these so much better..
We’re changing out the plumbing fixtures in this room. Those that you can see in this picture are now gone, but we haven’t installed the new ones. Everything will be a brushed stainless steel. Very clean and subtle. Here’s Mike on the floor working tonight on the swap.
We’re close to having this complete.
While Mike was working on this, I was cleaning the den which has a pantry in it. It’s a pantry that I organized last year that I still enjoy. If things are organized, it’s easier to put things away. Here it is this year…and it’s perfect for me to store our onions. We’ve eaten most of the onions, so I need to remember to put out lots more next year. These used to hang on the back porch but we have to move them before winter, so when Mike washed the porch recently, I went ahead and put them in the pantry. I like the way they look hanging up like this.
We have had the best day. Mike felt better because he made progress on the bathroom. I felt good because I “deep cleaned” our den, completed treating the bees for “nosema apis”, and washed a few windows. This was all followed by an amazing BLT at the Rally Mart in Hiltons and a long nap this afternoon. A perfect day.
All of the very successful bloggers have a “wrap up” at the onset of a new month. They list their accomplishments and posts in the prior month. I thought I’d follow along suit. For me, it’s more of an unraveling. Several of this month’s posts have involved our “Little Bathroom Project”. It was conceptually just a simple “redo”.
I droned on and on in numerous posts about the Little Bathroom Project, and allow me to tell you, I don’t think we’ll ever get that bathroom finished.
The successful part of this bathroom redo is in the pot. Seriously. The Saran Wrap about the commode did keep it from getting paint on it. Score 1 for Eva.
It’s moved so slow that the cat mistook the drop cloth for a litter box and peed on it. It really smelled bad, and I think this is who gets that score. Score 1 for Sam.
Now, here’s where it all gets tricky, and honestly, goes downhill for poor Mike.
I’m not much of a painter, but Mike informed me that he was and would have no problem trimming the wall’s blue paint out to meet the ceiling’s white paint. I asked him…”are you sure you can climb around on that ladder to paint with your not-so-awesome new knee?” “Are you kidding?” was his reply. No, honey, I’m not. You’re sort of gimpy. He can paint, but he can’t climb.
The blue paint that got on the white ceiling doesn’t look too bad, and we’re now just going to paint it blue, too. Score -1 for Mike.
Mike was going to remove the mirror but we decided this would be too hard, so with the shop that he has, he was going to put trim up around the mirror for the look I wanted. He almost scored 1 here, but the Liquid Nails he used did not adhere to the mirror and the trim all fell down. It chipped and broke, so he now has to remake it. Score another -1 for Mike.
And then..he insisted he could change out the light fixture. This required turning off the breaker to make sure he did not electrocute himself with very specific instructions for me not to flip it back to the “on” position as he was going to tackle that light change at any moment. It’s been one.full.week with no lights on in the kitchen as the ceiling lights and the bathroom lights are apparently on the same circuit. Everything else works in the kitchen–just not the lights. I’ve got an extension cord and lamp dimly illuminating the counter. Just for timing alone…let’s score Mike with another -1.
The crap all over the dining room table is now on the countertop and kitchen table. It’s multiplied. There are tools everywhere. Is he building a house or doing a few things in a bathroom that has only a commode and a sink? Thankfully, because of the no-light situation, it’s too dark to see all the crap on the counters and table so no worries for me. I’m going to quit wearing my contact lense in this house. What’s the use? I can’t see anything in the dark.
Today, he started looking at this realistically. He needed some help, so he called an electrician. The only problem that occurred in this, however, is that he dialed the wrong number and left a message on our neighbor’s phone about an electrical job. She called and said she wanted to be a good neighbor, had been glad to help on the “I’ll Fly Away” quilt, but she just didn’t have the knowledge to help him swap out a light, a fan and rewire our gate. I’d score another -1 for Mike for that one.
So…I came up to him today telling him all of this and we both cracked up laughing. I think I said (sort of cheered as in cheerleading) “L” (as in Loser). He looked a little puzzled. I added a big “O”. He caught on (or so I thought)and said “V”. I said “what are you spelling?” He said “aren’t’ you spelling “Lover”? I’m giving him another -1 Score on this one.
Not until that bathroom is all complete.
He is being such a good sport about this. Score a 10 for that! 🙂
Look what is hanging up as part of my Little Bathroom Project…isn’t that plate sweet? Did you see something wrong? I do. The vinyl wire does not align with the horizontal stripes on the plate. I’ll fix that before I finish the bathroom. If I ever finish the bathroom. Man..is it ever going slow.
I got this idea…this birds on a wire idea… from the blogger Karianne at Thistlewood Farms (www.thistlewoodfarms.com) She has a zillion projects, and I could not find the specific link to this project. However, if you have some time, you might want to visit her and look through the many, many projects she does. Every.Day. The girl is a project machine.
At any rate, Karianne said this was really easy, and she was right. It takes only two things — plates and the vinyl which you apply to the plates.
1) Take a plain plate. I used white. You can get these at the Dollar Tree.
2) The next step is applying the vinyl. I got this vinyl kit at Hobby Lobby for $10. It was $18.99 but marked down 50 percent. Everything is marked up..and then marked down…at Hobby Lobby. I also saw some kits at Walmart for under $6 but they were not birds. It’s a no brainer to apply the vinyl. Peel and stick. The downside is that I have all these birds left behind. Oh well.
3) I decided not to add wire to this plate. I have four plates and this is the only one with the bird soaring. Ta da!!
Mike is currently working on the bathroom. It’s like watching paint dry.
Well, we are still working on our Little Bathroom Project. We’ve made progress but it’s not picture takin’ time yet. I will tell you that the commode no longer is wrapped up in red Saran Wrap.
We would have made faster progress, but we’ve had interruptions…such as searching for things on the dining room table.
Or taking a bath. As in Luckie taking a bath. Do you ever put a towel on your head when your hair is wet? What a coincidence! Luckie does too!!
I’m organizing, painting trim and working outside. It is the busiest time of year here as we transition into fall. How about you? Are you washing your windows, pulling weeds, etc.?
It was a weekend where we watched a lot of football. We listened to the high school games (Gate City, John Battle and North Stafford) on the iPad on Friday night; and then Saturday, Mike followed a couple of his favorite teams on tv. He loves the Ohio State Buckeyes since he attended school there, so he always watches them. Following that was the Virginia Tech Hokies.
I was b.o.r.e.d. out of my mind. The house was clean, it was raining too much to go anywhere, the internet was down, I had no book on hand that I wanted to read, and I hate watching television. In addition, Gracie was in a needy mood where she barked when I left the room. She and I were confined to the living room.
I decided to work on a project that accompanies our Little Bathroom Project. I want to make things for the walls of this little room versus buy things. Mike always has some plywood in the shop so I asked him if he had any small pieces. He did, and he painted it white for me. I’d planned on something with Chevron stripes and a big initial B but I scaled down the work involved.
I decided on horizontal stripes. I spaced then with a yardstick and taped them with green painter’s tape.
Here’s the whole thing taped and ready to go. I actually liked it this way, but the green doesn’t go in my bathroom.
Couldn’t spray paint this because I was in the living room, but I was able to sponge on the paint. It meant that the look would not be quite as crisp, but I’m good with that. Sort of scary looking.
I’m pretty happy with the outcome pictured below. I’m going to put a small nail in it and hang this “birds on a wire” plate that is very easy to make. I’ll tell you about it in another post.
I’m actually working on the bathroom today. We’re going to get it done sooner than I thought. I hope I can take a picture that shows how good it looks. If not, well, you’ll just have to stop by and use the bathroom. 🙂
Happy Labor Day Weekend! It’s Friday night, and I’ve managed to turn cleaning the house into an all-day affair that will not get finished until tomorrow.
And now, I’m blogging and listening to Gate City on the road at Richlands by streaming the broadcast. Technology rocks. I’m also tuned into John Battle at Abingdon. And I’n pulling for the North Stafford Wolverines where my nephew coaches!
First, here’s a bathroom update. I’m going to tape some tonight to paint the trim and Mike will eventually get the lights, plumbing, etc. installed. We’re not very fast. Mike’s son, Marc, and his family as well as Mike’s other son, Aaron, will be in for Rhythm & Roots so that’s our goal to have this done. Meanwhile, I’ve got to clean in there. Either the cat has peed in that little room or something is just stinking. I thought it might be the commode which remains wrapped in Saran Wrap, so I gave it a flush. Didn’t seem to help, so I’ll be visiting with vinegar and/or bleach in a few minutes. Yuck.
I’ll wear gloves so it doesn’t mess my manicure. Did you see the post last night with Anjelah Johnson? A hoot. If you did not see it, go here! She’s a great comedian. Must.see.
Here’s the sad state of the bathroom..there’s no light in there so it’s not very good. I’ll have to hang a light on the ladder when I start working on that in a few minutes, hours, maybe tomorrow…oh who cares… in a bit
I’m sidetracked on the bathroom today, because I started fooling around with plates. I love dishes. On the wall, on the table, in the closet…it doesn’t matter to me. Here’s some marjolica plates I bought in Middlesburg, Virginia about a gazillion years ago…nice…but where’s the creativity?
Oh…maybe it’s here…or is this just a diversion to keep from mopping the floor? Hmmm…
But I do like it. It’s more cheerful, and that’s my decorating style.
But…in looking at the picture, I realize I need to shift my yellow and green plates so that the green plate is on the opposite side. I’ll do that tomorrow and take a really, really good picture!
Meanwhile…Gate City is behind. I have to go lean into the iPad and give my support. I heard the word “Gardner got hit.” That’s Neth. He’s the one that helps us so much here at RiverCliff Cottage. We’re crazy about him. I’m totally distracted!
I went and got a pedicure and manicure today. It’s a nervous experience for me.
I don’t have a toenail on my left big toe. It’s always a conversation item, and it’s just awkward. So a toe without a toenail is extremely sensitive–and no I do not want it painted…or a fake nail put on. Nope. No way.
I just put a Hello Kitty band-aid on and keep on going. There is also the condition of my feet. They are orange (as in clay) and are as hard as concrete.
And. of course, I went to a fairly large salon in Kingsport where no one speaks much English. Very nice, but I always wonder if they are talking back and forth about my feet. I’ll never know.
And there is the strange marketing technique of pretending that they know me when I have been there three times in three years. Today it was….”How is your daughter?” I do not have a daughter.
Which…made me think of this Anjelah Johnson You Tube video that my cousin Alisa shared with me.
Sometimes I want to move. We’re 17 miles from Walmart or Lowe’s. We don’t have a store. We don’t have a local school, and we don’t have a gas pump anywhere nearby. Yada yada yada…And don’t get me started about internet speed!! You get the picture….Sometimes it is just too much. I start thinking shiny cars, restaurants and IKEA.
And then something happens that changes that thought. Yesterday was one of those days. It was the sweetness of hearing people I have “never not known” sing at the Mendota Homecoming.
And a Southern Baptist morning delivered by a Yankee man called “Preacher Joe.”
Of my sisters and cousin (Creolla “Chris” Litton Houser)…and by the way, I can’t believe Pat weighs less than me!! I am going to photoshop my head onto her body.
And all this…surrounded by the quilt drawing. The “I’ll Fly Away” quilt.
It was won by this wonderful woman…Ruth Rice. She’s not in the picture as it’s not easy for her to go out now.
Her daughter, Patsy Rice Carrier, is another lifetime friend. Patsy and I sold a lot of quilt tickets for the “I’ll Fly Away” quilt — 1523 were sold in total, and this ticket was the first one of the 100 tickets purchased by the Rice family. When the tickets were new and pulled out of the box and smelled like ink…when Patsy started writing down her mother’s name…this was that first ticket “0101”.
We were so shocked because Patsy has never sold the winning ticket for the Mendota quilts, and I don’t think any family members have won. To celebrate, we took a picture of Ruth Rice’s great grandchildren. Sweet.
We were so happy! And then, an amazing act of generosity occurred. Ruth’s family donated the quilt back to the Mendota Cemetery to reraffle. And we’re doing it!! The quilt is still “I’ll Fly Away” to everyone else. To me, however, it’s changed…it’s “Ruth’s Quilt.”
I know something about the generosity of Ruth Rice. I was 15 years old when Daddy died. Mom worked until 8 pm at the local “Fleenor’s Store,” so she got home too late for a real dinner, and for a period of time after Daddy died, she was too sad to cook anyway. We just “got by” for about two years, but I found special friends that helped me along the way. The Rice family made a place for me in their heart and at their dinner table. I wasn’t a weekly guest…I showed up several times a week…always at dinner and more often in the winter than in the summer. I just slipped in near 5 pm. I remember the house as warm, cozy and noisy. I’d eat and then get ready to leave, and Ruth would walk me to the door. She’d hug me hard, and I’d bury my face in her “bosom” and breathe in that love that was “there for the taking.”
Rewind to present day. I can never leave this place. I could travel for miles and miles in a shiny car, and pass lots of Lowe’s and Walmarts, but I would never find a place like Mendota. This is the reason people who leave here keep coming back. Once you’ve got that Poor Valley Mud on your feet…you will never wipe it off.
So, I’ll be buying a lot of tickets for Ruth’s Quilt. I only bought a limited number of tickets for “I’ll Fly Away” because I sold so many online that I was afraid you’d think I cheated if I suddenly won. This is different now. This is Ruth’s Quilt, and I am in the game!!
Of course, I’ll sell you a ticket, too! It is for the Mendota Cemetery after all!!