Archive | August, 2009

Ivy, how I hate you…

28 Aug
Take THAT!

Take THAT!

It’s amazing how much work a yard takes when the people who used to own the house apparently didn’t do any yard work for 7 years…  As you have probably seen by the pictures ivy has taken over a big chunk of the back yard, which means that Kat and Jimmy have a lot of work to do ripping out all that ivy…
Bzzzzzzzzzzz

Bzzzzzzzzzzz

A couple of days ago Jimmy and I realized that we had a wasp nest living in the mound of ivy surrounding one of the T posts of the laundry line.  I was stung last weekend (only twice – by the same wasp) and then we discovered the wasp nest when we were taking these pictures…
Most? Try ALL of the Ivy!

Most? Try ALL of the Ivy!

So we bought a wasp killing spray and used it yesterday night, then today I went out and took down most of the ivy surrounding the T post.  I am getting really tired of tearing out ivy, though it does need to be done before my and Jimmy’s parents come to visit next month – as we are going to repair or replace the back fence.
Yummy!

Yummy!

I have spent all week cooking and working (playing) in the yard and I am exhausted!  I have been focused on filling our chest freezer with as many meals as possible so that when I do FINALLY get a job that we will have some meals in reserve.  I have been experimenting with new crock pot recipes, which all have turned out good so far.  Now that we have a mortgage we have to make our food budget go further, hopefully making all these meals will help.

Landscraping – Our Craptastic Backyard

18 Aug

Just spent an hour in the backyard shoveling dog crap, and I don’t own a dog. I’m only about half done.

You’ll notice from the first post on our blog that apart from the great-looking patio, the listing didn’t show the backyard at all. Turns out there was a reason for that. Sagging fence, dead lawn, out-of-control ivy, and piles upon piles of concrete chunks from the old patio to haul away. This is going to take some work!

Out Damn Spot!

6 Aug

Home ownership is hard…

I’m sure that isn’t news to most of you, but I really thought it would be more fun and less exhausting.

Clothesline!

Clothesline!

We moved in last weekend and thus far we have done a few upgrades, but mostly we have spent our time cleaning.  I really think that it should be a law that a professional cleaning service should be hired to clean houses before they change hands.  I know that it could be much worse and that both my parents and Jimmy’s parents have moved  into houses in much worse shape than this, but it makes me angry how dirty this place was when we moved in.  Anyone who knows me understands that I am a bit of a cluttery person and am not by any stretch of the imagination a clean freak, but maybe owning your own place makes you look at cleaning a little differently.  I have never been this obsessed about cleaning before.

Airing our Dirty Laundry

Airing our Dirty Laundry

I mentioned before the few upgrades that we have done to the place, so let me elaborate briefly.  There are two big picture windows in the front room that face West – thus, on hot days the livingroom/diningroom get baked.  So Jimmy and I decided that our first purchase for the house would be blinds and shades for both windows.

Okay, our clean laundry

Okay, our clean laundry

For some reason, although the previous owners lived here for many years, they only owned drapes for the windows, and they were not even the black out kind.  In a house with no air conditioning I don’t know how they could have survived the hot summers without something to at least partially block out the sun and heat.  We have also bought some new drapes for the livingroom, so it’s starting to come together.  The second thing that we’ve done is buy laundry line to string up between the metal laundry posts in the back yard.

Smells clean, anyway

Smells clean, anyway

I have to say that I find hanging the laundry out to dry to be relaxing.  It reminds me of my sister Audrey and I playing in the laundry that would dry on the lines in our backyard when we were kids.  It makes me feel good to be playing a small part to be more green and in the process save ourselves some money on the electric bill.  There is even something kind of zen feeling about hanging the laundry out to dry, which I know kind of sounds bourgeois, but it really does feel calming and centering.

Tesla's Garage Perch

Tesla's Garage Perch

Tesla seems to be doing better now that we’ve been in the house nearly a week.  He was very skittery and scared for the first couple of days, but he has since gotten more used to the place and seems to be settling in nicely.

"It's my sleeping bag now!"

"It's my sleeping bag now!"

He’s even managed to find a place to call his own in the garage (sorry mom and dad, you may never get your sleeping bag back now…).  I’m sure he’ll be better once we let him outside to play, but we want to make sure he knows that this is home first.  Oh yeah, and he seems to have made himself at home with my water glass too…

"Look at me, I'm people..."

"Look at me, I'm people..."