Wednesday, September 29, 2010


 I just wanted to get right down to it today, didn't I?  Man, there are few things in life creepier than a big 'ole wasp's nest.  I know Jackdaddy is really looking forward to this little project.   Although, I have to say, he's been very, very good with the project list lately.  I should project list.  His personal list is as long as mine, but there are a lot of things on my list that I simply cannot do.  One thing being to cut down a tree.

 This old boxwood (I think) has been on her last leg since we moved in here.  It was weirdly split kinda in half.  One side was way dead, one side was only slightly dead.  (Remember  Billy Crystal in The Princess Bride? "...he's only slightly dead.")  I tried to just let it go, but it got uglier and uglier and deader and deader.  I finally whined until Jackdaddy got out the pole saw and we (yes, I said we) took her down.  I pulled on the rope while he did the sawing.  The first limb sent me flying onto me arse since we were working on the way dead side first.  Very funny to everyone...mama flying bassackwards into the ground. Oh ha, ha, ha. 
Anyway, it's gone and things look much better over there.   I think (hope, hope) that we're going to start our big outdoor shower/tub landscaping/hardscaping project over there this month.  I gotta come up with a catchy name.  I am most certainly not going to write that every time.  I suspect "Project Pain in the Ass" might come up pretty quickly.  Maybe "Project Why Are we Overdrawn Already this Month?" might work too.  "Project What were we Thinking?" 

I left the stumps so I could add another bird feeder and bath to the yard.  I always like recycled tree stumps.  Once this area is landscaped with some more ornamental grasses, decomposed granite, and boulders, I think it's gonna look quite purdy.  If not, I'll rip it all out and do something else, right?  
Speaking of ripping it all out...

 Do you like the look of open cabinets?  I so do, but I've never been brave enough to do it.  I've been toying with the idea at this house for sometime.  I finally just took the doors down, organized a tad, and decided to see how it felt.  It feels really good!  We all like it a lot.  Notice something else?   Something green? Yep, I'm gonna paint them.  The old white just gets soooo dirty and it's really rather dingy looking.  I kept whining that "we" (meaning Jack) should take them down and redo them.  Suddenly dawned on me that I could just paint them.  I still have to do some tough work on them, but I feel sure that the new paint is gonna do the trick.  I picked out the loveliest olive color.  It's actually called Garden of Paradise which isn't too bad, but I like Olive better.  It really is just the color of an olive.  One of those fancy stuffed Santa Barbara olives. An olive sitting peacefully down at the bottom of a full martini glass.  I digress, as usual.  So, we'll see how it goes.  There's already a lot going on in the kitchen what with the multi-colored tile and whatnot.  Sometimes when we get up in the morning and there are 548 dishes from the night before still sitting up on the counter, I feel like I'd like to shove it all in the cabinets and put the doors back on.  But when it looks all cleaned up and I've got new flowers...well, it just might work for me. I'll keep you posted...

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Merry Mabon to ye!

Oh, the lovely changing of the seasons. I suppose the Autumnal Equinox is my favorite.  This means we can make soup now, right?  And bread? And there are pumpkins in the stores!  Oh joy, joy.  We celebrate the seasons here at the Wabi-Sabi house so we are busy, busy today.  Bread is being made as we speak ... oh you should smell this house.  Is there any better smell, really?  Maybe a baby, but I dunno.  You can't eat a baby.

The Joy of Cooking is still a joy.  My mama gave me my very own copy a few years ago.  I am proud to say mine is already well-worn with smudges galore! I got it out because I harvested the last of the tomatoes yesterday and I was gonna make home made spaghetti sauce for my boy.   I got my fall beds all ready yesterday too.  My boys were on their Adventure 6.5 so I had an entire free day (and night!). I'm trying the Square Foot Gardening method this season...fingers crossed for more variety in less space.

There will be the first fire of the season tonight.  I don't care if it's 100 degrees ... we're firing it up.  When I was little and my mama would get good and sick of summer she would crank up the air conditioner as high as it would go then light a fire in the fireplace.  She would!  Isn't that fabulous?  Waiting for cool weather in Texas can drive a woman to madness.  I can testify to that my own self.  
Mabon is not the only celebration happening today.  Oh, no, it's a full-on party here because...

some little boy had a half birthday yesterday.  On his real birthday we always make (or buy..his choice, of course) some crazy cake.  But on his halves, Mama always breaks out the Mother Goose candle holders.  Seriously, little pewter candle holders...could you die?  I noticed this morning that there are only 6.  What does this mean? Will he be too old for such sentimentality next year?  I can't bear the thought.  If he's very, very good, I might consider dropping them by the time he's 37.  Maybe.

No proper celebration is complete without chocolate cake.  I have a dirty little secret about our cakes.  My boy likes his without icing.  YIKES! I have no idea what I did to create such a preference, but I'll keep working on him.
All-right, I'm off to finish the bread so I can be ready to howl at the moon.

PS Blogger is off its rocker today, so please forgive any post weirdness. Blech. WordPress, here I come.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Happy # 15

My scooter boy in front of a Santa Monica, CA. mural. That is some happy art. You arta be happy today too. (groan)

A dog and a gate.

Once upon a time, we had the Best Dog in the World. (We now have 2 other Best Dogs in the World, but this was before that.) Her name was Beaumont, and we loved her so. Here she is with her sister Luna in front of some wickedly cool petroglyphs in Eureka Valley. Beau is the one on the right. I can hardly think of her without dissolving into a fit of despair. Oh, how I miss that good, good dog.

When we first got them as puppies we kept them in the laundry room at night which was attached to our kitchen. Jackdaddy made a little baby door to keep them in it. I wish I had a photo of them in that room with their little noses poking through the cut outs. They eventually became 100 lbs. dogs...clearly outgrowing a laundry room. (By that time they were mostly in our bed at night know how that goes.)
I just loved that little gate soooo much. Even though we didn't use it anymore, I carried it around with us everywhere we moved. I knew that someday I'd find the perfect spot for it. I was right because eventually, it became the world's cutest garden gate.

(It's long been painted because you know I paint everything. Right now it's blue, but it's about to be red.) OK, so, when we got ready to put a front gate on our new house, we figured we'd just make a bigger version of that. We hemmed and hawed a bit, and finally decided to come up with something a little different, but the same. You know how that goes too. I wanted a moon and stars, of course. A moon and stars on top led us into needing something on the bottom. What goes best with a moon and stars? Why trees! Well, one tree anyway.

Oh, it tis a lovely thing. I don't think we've done anything to our house that has generated more comments than the gate. .. maybe the fence itself. I dunno. It's just perfect. Jackdaddy did such an amazing job on it. I was torn about using the distress paint, but I've ended up just loving that too. The mermaid blue all crinkled up just looks so cool to me.

So, anyway, (again) this picture was the first one I used on my blog header. My dear, dear idol, Pam Penick, of Digging fame, featured my blog on her blog and the gate got its 15 minutes of fame. Until now. Now its gonna have oh, at least 30 minutes! Again, Pam has gifted me by using a photo of it during her appearance on PBS's Central Texas Gardener show. Now, I'm hear to tell you, I love CTG! I used to watch it loooong before I owned a house or even thought about being a gardener. Really. I have always, but always been a house junkie, and this was loooong before decorating channels even existed. I would watch CTG to see the houses. The gardens to me were just extensions of the homes. There must have been some desire lurking though because I slowly started looking more and more closely at the gardens, and, well, you know how that goes for sure.
Pam is a fancy landscaper and she did a show about adding zest to the garden with things other than plants. One of the things she talked about was how a gate can lure you into a space.
I was, and am just beyond thrilled. I told Linda, the producer of
CTG, that I felt like a prom queen! Do you read Linda's blog? YOU SHOULD because it is just wonderful and I love it so much. I think I mostly love it because, although I've never met her, I can just tell she's my kinda gal. Her blog is so informative and friendly and helpful and pretty and funny and's really just a perfect blog.

You can find it here:

If you'd like to see Pam on Central Texas Gardener (and you really should see Pam because she is beyond great) and get a peek at my gate (and you really should see my gate because, well, um, just would you, please?) go here:

Or shoot, just stop on by and see it in person. In gate, I mean. You'll recognize me by my tiara and sash.

Friday, September 17, 2010

We're Home!

Good morning! How's that for a morning face? This is how I feel when I get home from a big trip and there is soooo much to do. Determined, but sort of downright insane at the same time. I'm so sorry I forgot to tell you that we were going to California for a spell. We did some city time in Los Angeles then some mountain time in the Sequoias. YumYum...the best of both worlds.
Oh, and speaking of yum, some chikkins I know started laying eggs! Uh-huh, they sure did. We were starting to wonder, but lo and behold, huevos-a-go-go!

Aren't they purty? Lordy, lordy but they are good. There is just nothing like a fresh yard egg. I was gonna show you a picture of how very yellow the yolk is, but my stove is so dirty I just couldn't bear the honesty. Maybe after I unpack 568,998 pieces of clothing and wash them...maybe then I will clean the stove and take another egg picture for you. I'm off to start the unpacking...I think. I started to do it yesterday, but ended up just moving things from one room to another, and kind of walking around in circles. I may do that again today...who knows. I may just take a long nap and dream of a clean, unpacked home. I'm for sure gonna make some egg salad. Wish I had some fresh dill.
I've got something exciting to show you tomorrow! My front gate is a bit famous...that's all I'm gonna say for now. Hoo Haw and Bok Bok!