Always a sweet, nostalgic weekend when Father’s Day rolls around. This year feeling a little silly so I wrote a limerick for my full-Irish father coupled with some new artwork. My pops, he was a true bowling champ Who weekly pitched spheres down the long ramp. His nickname was Shorty A real hoot, oh lordy. He would howl that his ball’s now a lamp. A close-up showing his initialed ball – C.P.O. for Clarence Patrick O’Connor. His hole-in-one trophy serves as…
Late last summer I decided to do some creative playing and paint for fun. Not that I don’t consider all of my art endeavors ‘fun’, but this one was particularly so. No planning, no…
These house blogs made a lot of sense when posted one at a time in order, but now that there are a jumble of them together, they’re a little less organized. If you just…
Written October 10, 2013 One of the toughest parts of moving from one home to another is leaving behind the things you cannot pack in a suitcase. For us those were the wall of…
Written October 8, 2013 We are still basking in the afterglow of our West Central Home and Garden Tour experience. We still marvel at the relative ease with which nearly 1,500 people passed through…
Written August 20, 2013 A month and a half ago my laptop was run over by our minivan. It was a short series of missteps leading to a crunch that rendered me instantly untethered…
Written April 19, 2013 We often make the mistake of calling the third floor the ‘apartment’. If we don’t catch it ourselves, Joel is quick to do so for us, saying “It’s the attic,…
Written April 18, 2013 This little bedroom looks nice now (pictured above), but it and the adjacent half bath started out life a little rough. Vision came in handy once again. Here’s one before…
Written April 18, 2013 This room and the garage below it was added about 50 years after the house was built. I’m totally making that time frame up. Joel isn’t home and he’s the…
Written April 18, 2013 The Reader’s Digest version is this: two closets became one laundry room. Yep. Here’s one of them. Here’s the other one. (Not the whole room…just that closet with the desk…
