Summer Days

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We are at that point where we are trying to survive the hot days of Summer! 112 degrees the other day and several more 100+ days to follow.

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We are playing “If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands.”

I’ve put the current scarf I’m working on aside.  I’ve come to a place in the pattern that doesn’t make any sense to me.  We are also expecting a new grand-niece soon, so I’ve got to get a baby blanket done in the next few weeks.

Now that the kids are gone and we are empty nesters, I’ve decided to paint the bedrooms different colors.  My husband is a retired Fire Fighter and he had an “off-duty” job of painting houses.  He used to paint for Oklahoma University before he became a Fireman.  He’s in a contest with himself to get the best paint job done.  He is very good.  There are tricks to the trade as in every profession.  He can lay a super smooth line across the baseboards. (the secret is applying a thin line of caulk on top of the tape. When you remove the tape, it lays a perfectly straight line at the edge.)

So, we’ve been busy with babies and painting.

Len just got home with lunch and Luke is napping.  Keep cool friends.  That heat can be cruel!

 

Tammy

 

2 thoughts on “Summer Days

    • My husband groaned and moaned about painting. Now he is all in to it. It’s amazing the wear and tear teenagers, grandchildren, and dogs do to the trim and doors. We keep walking around looking at how nice everything looks now. At least the parts we’ve done already. A new sewing room for you! How nice! I bet you’re super excited!

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