Check, check and check

I like lists. They help keep me organized and I get a good deal of satisfaction when I can cross something off my list. We've been busy the past few weeks. Well, technically our local contractor was busy helping us cross things off our list.  

In the past 2 week he has removed and replaced significant amounts of rot on the out side of the house. Check! 

Then he removed and replaced the two sets of rotting French doors with sliders that lead out to our deck. Check!

 We then purchased the ultimate summertime requirement- a grill. Check!

Check out our new doors and grill.

My sister and her husband helped us test drive all three new editions this weekend. So good to see them and we got a bonus visit from our cousin who lives in the great state of Maine. 

Looking forward to spending a stretch of time in Maine over the holiday next week. I already have a list for the upcoming weekend, it's short and I'm pretty confident I'll be able to complete it with no problem. Beach- check!

Happy Father's Day Big John!!

I hope all the Dad's out there have a wonderful, relaxing day. Believe it or not, I had to think about how to word that sentence because my Dad rarely relaxes in the traditional way- he's always doing something- ALWAYS.  Rumor has it that when my parents were first married, Dad couldn't read a ruler. My Mom's dad taught him and from there, there was no turning back! Their first house, was a standard Cape, that he transformed into the home where they raised 4 children and still live today.

He could do anything!! He finished the upstairs, basement (complete with a bar), built a garage and porch, created a massive retaining wall so we could have a backyard, installed a pool for the kids, build a sweetheart swing, shed, garden, installed a wood burning stove and chimney...the list goes on and on and on.... Including working side by side with my sister as she personally gut and rebuilt her house in the city.  The renovation was massive and the results are stunning. He was in heaven while working on this project but that is a story for another blog. 

There are pictures of my siblings as toddlers, sitting on saw horses, essentially being used as ballast, so he could cut a board. As kids, we were always involved in whatever the project he happened to be working on- much to our dismay. He felt strongly that we needed to know how to do things so when we had our own homes, we would know how to take care of them. Just this week at work I was able to astound a coworker with my knowledge of flux. 

When there was nothing to do at our house (ha!), he took his show on the road to help whoever needed it. We'd go to visit an uncle on Cape Cod and upon arrival he would present my Dad with his list of "mini-minor" or "mini-major" projects. He did this because he needed the help but mostly because he knew my Dad wouldn't be able to sit still for an entire weekend like most people. I recall installing bulkheads and wiring kitchen fans and taking some joy in the fact that my uncle was the one being instructed for a change.  For the record, those lessons never stuck with my uncle but it was fun to watch! 

Need a tree taken down? Call Big John- a family nickname picked up somewhere along the way. He would offer to take down a tree for free on three conditions (aside from the obvious fact that he wouldn't cut pine trees- too much sap and as a result creosote):  he got to keep the wood, he could store the wood in your yard for a year so it had time to season (dry out), and probably the most important, you provide beer when the job is done. He has NEVER purchased wood for his wood stove in his entire life. He probably still has some stored waiting for pick up. 

So back to relaxing... His idea of relaxing was some project he could work on at night. There was a brief ship in a bottle phase. He completely refurbished an old player piano-which became a fixture at  any party held at our house.  I remember him tinkering with the air bellows and cutting and fitting small pieces of flexible plastic tubing so the air would move the keys. He built an amazing dollhouse one year when I was in grade school.  How jealous was I that Mr. So and So asked him to build a dollhouse for his daughter as a Christmas present.  Every night for months he would cut tiny pieces of trim, design a widows walk, obsess about access to the attic, make tiny shutters for the windows and railings for the porch. When he had questions on design he'd ask me for my opinion. I got help select the wallpaper and pick the tiny stone for fireplace. Finally it was finished and it was the of delivery day. Off it went to the lucky daughter of Mr. So and So. Hope she likes it.  Imagine my surprise on Christmas morning when it was waiting for me under the tree!!!  He build a fort, complete with drawbridge for his godson, Stephen, and many years later, another for his grandsons. He built wooden toy car carriers but his most recent project is building decorative toy soldiers for use at the holidays. I've lost track of how many sets he's built but people love them!! He should start a business- he'd be a hit a craft shows.

I could go on and on about my Dad- his generosity and kindness but he'd hate that and this is turning into a very lengthy post. I'll wrap up with this...Tomorrow is June 17th- the anniversary of the Battle of Bunker Hill. My dad grew up in a house practically across the street from the Bunker Hill Monument. Boston and it's history has always been a part of our family and he is going to be spending this Father's Day watching the Bunker Hill Day parade.

  So Dad, I hope you have a good time today. Love, Pal

Divide and Conquer/Relax

The rain has subsided for the time being, so off to the beach we go! As we're getting settled we realize we forgot the screw-thingy that goes in the sand to hold the umbrella. Husband offers to make the trip back to the house to fetch it. I stay on the beach eating my breakfast pastry and sipping iced tea- complete bliss!  Upon his return we start talking about how to furnish our back room and his idea is to move furniture from our home in MA-today. But...but what about the beach??  We agree to divide and conquer. He'll head home and load as much as he can into the truck by himself and I will enjoy a day at the beach.  Works for me!! Pack up and head home, divide the lunch I had packed earlier and go our separate ways. I head out to a different beach and settle in for what turns out to be an amazing day. Around 4:00 I get a text saying he's back and that is my queue to call it a day. 

 I can't believe that he was able to load an oversized chair and love seat onto the truck by himself. We get it all into the house with practically no harsh words exchanged. The furniture is in but final placement is still being worked out. 

Now it's time for our weekly trek to Lowes/Home Depot. We picked up a rug and a few other times that added up to an astronomical amount. Then we each toasted our day with a scorpion bowl for two. We just need the Bruins to win to make the day a complete success!

A Banner Day

We are experiencing a heat wave in New England. It's been in the 90's since Thursday. I couldn't wait for the weekend- if the weather held up, it would be our first warm (hot) weather trip to the beach. Friday night was HOT. It was 86 degrees when I arrived at 7:00pm. I generally don't mind the heat. I grew up sleeping upstairs in a pre-air conditioning era Cape. Upstairs, we had one white metal box fan, with extremely sharp corners, to keep us "cool" in the summer. The house in Maine has windows of various shapes and sizes, none of which will accommodate a window unit AC. This heat wave was going to be a true test of both us and the house. Oh, did I mention that the screens in the bedroom needed repairing so we couldn't open the windows? We did OK our first night- I made an executive decision to remove the electric blanket (which we used just last weekend) and with the ceiling fan and a fancy oscillating fan, we slept comfortably. 

We were up early on Saturday. I was packing beach bags and my husband started screen repair. But before we could head out we had a meeting with a contractor. He was finalizing details to replace two sets of French doors that lead out to our back deck and pricing replacing wood around the perimeter of  the house that was showing signs of rot. This was the biggest finding at our home inspection and we really want to get this taken care of and be done with it. I think the paint and whatever glue they sprayed into one corner of the door is all that's holding them in place.

I had talked to the contractor several time over the phone and I couldn't wait to meet him. He had a real hard core Maine accent. Just like the radio spoof, Men From Maine. He even said, "ahhh-yup." He was a great guy and will begin work on Monday! Yay!

Off to the beach. What can I say? It was a fantastic, first time as a home owner, trip to the beach. We got to skip the whole receipt on the dashboard exercise thanks to our town resident beach sticker. It was low tide so there was lots of beach available. We  set up our chairs and umbrella and walked to the water. After regaining circulation in our feet, we bravely waded knee deep in fifty degree water and loved every second! I'm so happy when I'm at the beach!! We had lots of sun screen this time and I left the beach as pasty white as when I arrived. I hope the rain holds off so we can do it all over again tomorrow.