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Good luck with that.I need one of these to corral up the crawlspace mice that have come in from the cold.
Good luck with that.
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I was reading on colors, and came to this sentence: "Warm tones like reds, yellows, and oranges, and earth tones like brown and beige often work well in both the living room and foyer, because they're though to stimulate conversation" shakeshead
For some reason, it's quite the opposite for me: those are the exact colors that make me feel like shrinking, being caved in and just plain.. miserable.
...and: BROWN is NOT a color. :der:
Nice use of red. Nice chair too.
Thanks.
I like it much better than the lovely brown that this room was painted when we first moved in.
Thanks.
I like it much better than the lovely brown that this room was painted when we first moved in.
"This drafty old barn! Might as well be living in a refrigerator! Why did we have to live here in the first place?"
BROWN! :faint:
Then again, my mother’s idiot neighbor across the street painted her whole house a DARK brown. It looks like a damned barn. Then there was the fool that painted his house HOT pink. Hilarious. His wife hated it and had him repaint the WHOLE thing in a more subdued hue of pink. lol lol
I went to run an electrical wire, less then two feet, my fish tape got hopelessly snagged on some wire for the old lath and plaster. My cutoff wheel died, and my Dremel was back home. Finally just took my sawzall and cut the end off. A 30 minute job turned into a three hour one, and I am still not done! I am beginning to think this house was built on some agent cat burial ground!
The old house was built in 1907, and with only a very few changes over the years, remains about the same as the day it was built. There's no heat at all upstairs in the bedrooms, and only heat downstairs in two rooms and the bathroom (which you have to go outside on the back porch to reach. That makes for a fast trip in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. We keep a pile of old quilts that my grandmother made years ago on the beds, and that works just fine.
Living like this isn't for everyone, but it's home for me and I wouldn't change it for anything.
There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a
farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast
comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes
from a furnace.
To avoid the first danger, one should plant a
garden, preferably where there is no grocer to confuse
the issue.
To avoid the second, he should lay a split of
good oak on the andirons, preferably where there is no
furnace, and let it warm his shins while a February
blizzard tosses the trees outside. If one has cut, split,
hauled, and piled his own good oak, and let his mind
work the while, he will remember much about where
the heat comes from, and with a wealth of detail
denied to those who spend the weekend in town
astride a radiator.