I now officially can have a House Party! (Big 'ole vanity here guys)

Me | 8/09/05 | Najida

[najida]

Well,
It’s official…
After fits and starts and starts and fits….and fits….and fits…. and FITS!
Plus the help, support and love of two of the best brothers in the world
One father to the

“Cutest Baby Girl in the World”

Not to mention the unique incentive that my third brother gave me ;),
Grumpiness, beer, guns and a constant "sorry, can't help ya, bad back, ya know"
making me more determined than ever to get back on my own.
I passed the last house inspection,
Got a ‘Green Sticker’ on my meter box,
Gradually, since then, by weeks and days, I’ve gained such great things as

Electricity
Air Conditioning
Telephone
And as of this morning, I have a working refrigerator (no thanks to Maytag!) with an ice maker

OK, so it isn’t 100% finished. I still have paint smears to fix, grout haze to remove, holes to caulk. But I now have a home. I realio, trulio home.

I’m even cookin’ with gas (fer real)

I’ve hot enough to boil eggs and fill my bathtub, a dishwasher that works!
WOW! Plus a telephone that doesn’t require me walking all the way out to the highway to get a signal.
I’ve moved month by month from the 1800’s, to the early 1900’s to the 1950’s til now I’m in 2005!

And with my very own,
South Georgia, Biodegradable Security System

With a Dual-Bio Alarm

(Sounds just like the opening credits of a Tarzan Movie—If you are still willing to break into my house in that racket, you’re either deaf or crazy.)
The Hobbit in me is happy.
The Incompetent Construction Worker in me is amazed.
The Woman in me is living in the bathtub.

It’s the kind of home that I don’t plan on leaving until I croak (I don’t care WHAT the SCOTUS says!)

And when I die, I want to be hoisted on the roof,
Lashed to the “Flying Pig” weather vane,
Then the whole thing set on fire around me.
A’la Viking funeral, “Rocket Gibraltar” or “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape”
(All will depend on my age and weight at time of my demise).

In the process I’ve
Lost my mind,
Gained weight,
Lost weight,
Gained a shrink,
Lost friends,
Gained skills,
Lost fingernails,
Gained more cats.

I’ve lifted 2 tons of flooring…twice,
Maybe three times, moving the stuff around like some Chinese fire drill.
I’ve collected enough paint to rival Jackson Pollack.
I’ve ruined a closet full of clothes; stiff, saturated, ripped, stained or just worn to tatters.
I’ve learned to use wood-filler like an artisan.
I’ve become on a first name basis with everyone at Home Depot.
I’ve discovered I have talents in tiling, faux finishes, cabinetry and organization.
I’ve realized that I’m a hazard with flammable liquids and large power tools.
And that I can’t wire an outlet worth a dang.

My mantra has become ‘Everything can be fixed, no mistake is permanent’.
OK, so to fix a mistake may mean buying another front door, but it IS fixable!

I’ve finally decided that there is a blind chimpanzee living in the attic that only comes out when I’m gone. Who tracks through glue, grout and paint in MY shoes, leaving a trail of messes in his wake. He also is responsible for large splatters of paint on the ceiling, holes in the walls and catty-wompass hanging wallpaper.

I blame him for the puke green stain on the front porch and the even pukier green in the guest bathroom. For an off-centered light fixture and toilet almost in the shower. For missing electrical outlets, for tiles coming loose, for tape pulling paint off of walls and for globs of thin-set on doorknobs.

I hate that ape.

Anyhow, this is a cyber-party. A celebration that I want to share with my favorite people.
THANK YOU! thankyouthankyouthankyou ALL!
You’re all invited. You’ve been my buddies, my pals, my mentors.
You’ve made me laugh, you’ve given me advice, you’ve even set me straight when needed. You’ve been a distraction, an education, a comfort and my role models.

SO! Bring your favorite music, (post lyrics even)
Your favorite food and drink (yep, recipes would be cool)
Bring your family, pets or boss (We can put grout in his shoes J )
Wear your favorite T-shirt.
You can even post pictures of your ‘dates’….but remember, kids are at this party too! ;)

Me? I’ll be in the hammock,
Music blasting loud enough crack glass,
Drinking Margaritas and tossing all my old work clothes into the “End of Construction Bon-fire” And I’ve invited these guys ,

To rescue me if I take a header in the gold-fish pond.

And these guys,
,
To make sure the bon-fire doesn’t torch the county.

And these guys, ,
,
Well, ah…,
Hmmm, ,
Just in case some of my work needs reworking. ;)

[najida]

Ah hun,
I've got a handshower with the tub.

Nuf said.

[ken5050]

re my #98 amd #100..I strive for a leeetle humor, and she flips me the bird....geeeeez, louise..

[najida]

Who me? Birds?

'sides, wanna see my tub?

[SZonian]

Congrats on finally getting the homestead sorta finished.

BTW, catty wompass is one of my favorites!

Cheers! (hoist one high, you earned it!)

SZ

[shezza]

Holy moly! That's one heck of a party! Pass me a margarita, will you?

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