I had a lovely day yesterday. It happened with help from a lot of different people, including my kids and their families. I am so blessed.
Cassie and Marcus and their Dad and Grandma Luda arrived after supper with a tin of treats for me, and some cards that the kids had made for me.
Cassie made this snowman stunner. Such beautiful trees and a beautifully drawn snowman. She used some nice gel markers that I got for her last Christmas or for her birthday, but it is very well done. I love it.
She gave me a jewel inside to disguise a bit of a colour problem she had, but that just makes it more special.
Marcus had a card with full instructions and I was to be careful opening it. I had to read it first, he said.
I did exactly what he said,
and there we were. Him and I, a ghost heart, a rainbow and a lovely blue sky. And it seemed there was more.
A baguette. I don't know why. His dad said he had to add that right before they came, and Marcus provided no explanation, but it's okay. It was important to him that I see the baguette and that is what counts. Maybe he wants me to bake him some? I love that they came to visit me on a school night in the middle of the week. Luda and mom and dad and the kids. They are my family and I love them whole bunches and bunches.
Immediately after Marcus and Cassie et al left, I got a call from Scott. The whole household serenaded me with Happy Birthday. They have done this a few times now and I love it. I just adore it. Owen was in bed but everybody else including my sweet Emmett who had a bit of the flu, sang my birthday in. Baby Everett didn't sing but he did sleep wonderfully well all the way through it. I love that house full of guys, dad included, with their courageous mom.
It was a great day.
That was yesterday. Today was a completely different adventure, different and yet the same. It was time to fix some stuff into the house and onto shelves.
I worked on the kitchen first. See that wee corner shelf beside the sink? That is the little things I showed you the other day. It is a five inch tall shelf, which makes it a perfectly decent sized shelf for canning and pantry goods. I have a few more things to make for on its shelves but that will come in due time.
Once everything was sorted for the kitchen, the living room was an easy fix.
It is going to take at least two more coats, but the paint has a bit of a sheen to it so it should look very nice with the white dresser. At the side of this picture you can just see a roll of wire. That wire, along with some other stuff, is going to become the bed.
There are books to make yet to put in the cabinet with the 'glass' doors and rugs, cushions and some other soft goods will also be added. It is a room for relaxing ad for evening sitting. The other thing this room needs is a radio. Circa 1920 - 1940, there would have been a radio in the parlor. Needs must.
It will probably sit where the elk picture sits on the easel at the moment. So comfortable, but it needs a few things to make it complete.
I even had time to clean out what has functioned as the attic. There were duplicates of little things, extra chairs from a previous set of furniture, and odds and ends for the bedroom, which is what I mean for this room to be. My house, sadly, has but one bedroom. The lavatory is outside, through the garden and behind the house. Baths are taken in the kitchen in the big laundry washtub, which I still need to make. But my householder will have a pretty room to sleep in.
As you can see, at the moment it is hosting not only a very fine dressser, but also the little table and chairs which will eventually grace the garden by the kitchen door.
I have had a chest of drawers for a very long time but it matched none of the other pieces in the house. I decided to paint it white.
Which is going to be work for another day.
Keith made butter chicken from scratch for supper this evening. My goodness he is a good cook. He has the spices and flavours just perfect. Yum.
And now to put on some Poirot and relax before bedtime. It was a really good day. I am really starting to appreciate those and be grateful for them.
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