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Cabin Blues

We never thought our new cabin would give us the blues, but it has.

So many of them.

This many, to be exact:

Porcelain Vase?

Porcelain Vase?

Norwegian Night? (could go for one of those)

Norwegian Night? (could go for one of those)

Jellyfish Blue? (didn't know they were blue)

Jellyfish Blue? (didn’t know they were blue)

Isis Wept? (DAMN that's a great name)

Isis Wept? (DAMN that’s a great name)

Twinkle Twinkle? (seems kind of depressing for that name...)

Twinkle Twinkle? (seems kind of depressing for that name…)

Lake Henry? (where?)

Lake Henry? (where?)

Artistic Blue? (aren't they all?) Marina City? (sounds so very, very blue)

Artistic Blue? (aren’t they all?) Marina City? (sounds so very, very blue)

GOD I HATE PAINTING. Even just a tiny little bit of brand new trim. Especially when you don’t know what color you’re dealing with. And don’t want to cut out a piece of your old trim to get a sample (although, in hindsight, we could have, and should have, just done that).

But, now we have a new friend in the Arnold ACE Home Center. His name is Matt, and he works the paint counter. And he is happy to help you one, two, five times in the same weekend.




No more painting. Seriously.

Time to get to the “vacation” part of the “vacation home.”

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Third Time’s The Charm

Back in May, we decided to paint our porch steps.

That was a good idea, since they were BEYOND UGGO. Except ever since then, we’ve been thinking we really shoulda just gone the distance and repainted the whole porch (apologies for no “before photo,” but you’ll just have to take my word for it; it’s reeeaaallly not that hard to imagine). The shiny new porch steps just forced us to the realization that, well…

The whole surface of the porch was BEYOND UGGO. Probably not repainted for at least 20 years.

Also, there was just something about where our new paint job met the old paint job… As uggo as that old paint was, the footprints just swept off it easier. I, being the anal-retentive I am, could often be found on my hands and knees, making intentional dusty smudges on the two sections of floor and test-wiping them up with my trusty spritzer of 409…

Anyway, enter Team Temple with a “simple weekend project:” repaint the porch surface, and the black surface of the porch steps: Continue reading

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Where Green Meets Gray…

So apparently, there comes a time when, as owners of a 100-year-old-house, you actually get to stop plugging leaks, holding up collapsing walls (literally), and putting out electrical fires (almost literally). And you actually get to think about what you want to do to your house.

Like, how do you create space definition in an open floor plan, so you can make two different paint colors work: one for your entryway and one for your “dining room”? This is an extremely important issue, lemme tell you. It’s been smacking us in the face every time we’ve walked in the door for the past three months.

Trent replacing the doorway molding.

Answer: you bust out some lumber, a sander, and a hand planer and restore the house’s original Craftsman doorway molding.

And vóila! Green meets gray nicely. Everyone is happy: especially the house (after we vacuum, of course).

Respect the molding, peeps. It’s there for a reason.

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