posted by K | filed under Mr. and Mrs. | Leave a Comment

This weekend we celebrated Darwin’s 30th birthday. I bought him a monogrammed robe and slippers, and I made him “cakelike” brownies, the way he likes them. Part of his present was that we did not go to the Tuscaloosa Ballroom Dance Club’s Thanksgiving Ball. He appreciated it greatly. We went to dinner with friends Saturday [...]

posted by Kristin | filed under Mr. and Mrs. | Leave a Comment

This weekend we celebrated Darwin’s 30th birthday. I bought him a monogrammed robe and slippers, and I made him “cakelike” brownies, the way he likes them. Part of his present was that we did not go to the Tuscaloosa Ballroom Dance Club’s Thanksgiving Ball. He appreciated it greatly. We went to dinner with friends Saturday [...]

posted by Kristin | filed under Influences | 7 Comments

Last Friday night, when I was home alone with nothing but the TV to entertain me, I decided to meet up with an old friend. She’s fictional, but she sure knows how to keep a girl company. That Anne Shirley, Anne-with-an-e, talks nonstop, is a bit melodramatic, and has an imagination bigger than Green Gables [...]

posted by Kristin | filed under Friends, Work Day Club | Leave a Comment

The Work Day Club of Eutaw lives again! This time the work day was dedicated to plaster removal, a task we’ve read about but could only dream of doing ourselves since our house was de-plasterified well before our arrival. Okay, even I never really dreamed about plaster removal. But it wasn’t so bad. We got [...]

posted by Kristin | filed under Bathrooms | 4 Comments

During the Halloween Party, the toilet in our hall bathroom starting leaking. That makes two toilets out of commission, one to go. I sincerely hope Darwin fixes the hall toilet before we have to find out what it was really like to live at the turn of the century. We’re pinning a lot of hopes [...]

posted by Kristin | filed under Exterior, Extreme Temps | 3 Comments

We have two maple trees beside our house, and every morning when I get out of the shower, our cat Alistair is standing in the window soaking up the view. So I go over, pet him, and soak up the view a little while, too. Lately, the view is a little different every morning, a [...]

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