November 24, 2015

Hansel and Gretel Woods

These pictures were taken on October 11. It's snowing right now, and looking through these pictures, with all their yellow-golden goodness, is vaguely depressing. But it was pretty at the time!

Now, the road we were walking on was pretty good. Closed off for a long time, it was very rough and bumpy and ankle-twisty, but bright and pleasant. And then we turned a corner and blammo.

It became overgrown, dark, and vaguely creepy. I think I forgot to take pictures past the creek, when it was very gloomy and nasty. But trust me. If we stumbled upon a witch's timeshare back there, it would not have surprised me. 

And then the way back out was gorgeous again. 

I miss this already. Cry face emoji.

See you later!

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November 19, 2015

Sleep Deprived Book Chat

I woke up at 4:15 this morning. No, I don't know why. I got up, made breakfast at 5:20, saw my husband off to work. I reclined on the couch in my fuzzy bathrobe, Queen of Sheba style, and expected to fall back to sleep. Instead, I noticed the garbage cans were knocked over and dragged halfway to the road by the screaming winds that were blowing all night. So I got dressed and picked them up. 

I will leave you to imagine the groaning and complaining that went along with this task. The garbage cans were empty, by the way. If they weren't, they could have laid there until the crap blew all the way to Chicago for all I care. As I'm typing this, the wind just knocked them over again.

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All of this complaining is actually reminding me of the beginning of a book. Caney Paxton, lying in bed, drinking cold coffee and reading Louis L'Amour at three in the morning while raccoons get into the garbage behind his restaurant. Not that I've read that book 67 times and know the beginning (and middle and end) by heart or anything. 

If you haven't read The Honk and Holler Opening Soon, you probably should, is what I'm saying. 

And while we're on the subject of Louis L'Amour (we're not on that subject, I know) you also should read Conagher. You really should, because it will hit you right in the feels, and you don't expect that from a Louis L'Amour. That, and any book where the main male character is described as a 'lean, dark-eyed drifter?'

Sign me up.

Ooh, Flint too. Flint is good. The description for that one includes the phrases 'cold-eyed speculator' and 'notorious assassin,' so how bad could it be, amiright? And yes, I will read books based on phrases like that. Once, I read a book review that complained about all the swearing, and do you know what I did?

I bought that book. 

See you later, after I sleep for 400 years.

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November 17, 2015

Two Last Little Renovations

Just an hour ago, I emptied my camera's memory card...completely. That never happens. Ever. I was so pleased that I ended up looking through this year's blog photos folder on the computer, looking for anything that I forgot to post. 

I had success. This is (I think) the last of the house stuff that's been accomplished over the last...forever. One last room remodel is up first. This is the room I used as an office until I bought my printer that required a larger desk that required a larger room that ate the cat who killed the rat that lay in the house the Remingtons built. 

Ahem. Here's a before picture. Well, it's before but after the carpet was ripped out. Yeah.

After paint, laminate flooring, baseboards, and replacing all the broken trim.

Not bad.

Another little thing I did was paint a built-in bookcase upstairs. Originally a gun cabinet, then a half-cabinet, half-bookshelf, it's now a bookcase. It was cedar, and please ignore the mess all around it. Yeesh.

New shelves and lots of paint later...

Much better. I still don't like the paneling in that room, but I gotta draw the line somewhere, or these renovations will still be happening when I'm 80. And we'll have to install an elevator to get my fat ass upstairs to nag my husband about fixing everything. 

That might have been an overshare.

See you later!

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November 13, 2015

Snow and Candles

I think today is going to be one of those days. I woke up at 5:00, and couldn't get back to sleep.


This was my view outside this morning.

Double gross. 

Whenever I get up early, I'm starving. Eggs sounded nice this morning. I'm out of eggs. 

*Throws tantrum*

Anyway. Seeing as today is halfway in the shitter already and it's only 6:54, I thought I'd mention something pleasant. Last weekend I bought candles, which is not an exciting event for most people, but it is for me. I hate candles. I have a terrible time finding any that don't smell bad to me, because I either have a heightened sense of smell or a bad sense of smell, I've never figured out which. 

They are all from Colonial Candle, and I picked them up at a hardware store, oddly enough. They smell amazing. Clean. Fresh. Woodsy. Minty. Those are my favorite scents; anything sweet or reminiscent of food gives me a headache. Anything that smells manly is my jam. (Mountain Lodge by Yankee Candle* is my favorite man candle, henceforth known as a mandle. It is also the only Yankee Candle scent that doesn't make me want to heave. Sand and Driftwood from WoodWick is also a fantastic mandle.)

I've been burning the Fireside candle this week, and when it burned down to the wick, I popped the wax out of the candle holder and melted it in a tart warmer. Heaven.

Also, Cedar Mint is amazing and you need it in your life. That is all. 

I won't complain about the weather too much, it's supposed to be around 50 degrees tomorrow, so the snow won't last. But for today, anyway, I'm going to whine and hide under a blanket and my house shall smell nice and manly. 

Have a good weekend!

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November 10, 2015

Yellow Leaves, Deer, and Wolf Tracks

First of all...oh, man. How did it get to be the tenth of November already? While the time flies by I'm over here thinking that all the fun things my husband and I did on the weekends were surely just a week or two ago, right? No, Beth, that's not how time works

These pictures were taken a month ago. We went on a several-miles-long walk in the woods while the fall colors were at their peak. (Everything was yellow this year, it seemed.)

There's a deer in the picture below, if you can spot her. 

I've seen bear tracks in mud before, but this was the first wolf track for me. 

I've seen a wolf exactly once in my life, and it was years ago. It was maybe six in the morning and my husband and I were on our way to visit family in Wyoming. On the highway about an hour from the house, there was a dog-thing on the side of the road. 

It was a coyote. 

About a mile ahead, a very big dog-thing was running down the side of the road. It was a huge wolf, just running down the shoulder of the road. 

Wisconsin is weird.

See you later!

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