Sunday Excitement...

 The clouds rolled in.  We could hear the roar. The turkey vultures left their roost. Sirens were screaming, Tornado!  The early warning phone system called us robotic-ally.  It was a strong wall cloud holding the chance for danger but it never hit the ground.

We had hail

We had rain, lots of it, all at once.

The storm watchers waited on the basements steps..

As we watched the rain deepen.

The REAL storm watcher gave us an "All clear!"

We left the basement as Hubby began to redirect the water

with the Kubota.

The Mag 147: The Map

I love this challenge.  Every week Tess gives a wonderful image and challenges us to spin a tale with no limits on our words or our style.  We just have to keep it clean.  Visit Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales to join the fun, you can write and you can read others.  I promise you won't be disappointed.

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THE MAP

Some thought the map was lost

Of how the world used to be

They did not know the ancients

Carved the map on me

One girl of each generation

Was chosen to wear the cover

The carving the ink

Of past history's grand oeuvre

Now Earth's law was "No History"

No names to places past

I must remain forever covered

No one can see my ass.

Saturday Centus 137

Writing challenge by Jenny Matlock...100 words...first person.  Thanks, Ms Jenny!

CHRISTMAS

I dedicate the holiday, Christmas, to myself and my family.

I am going to rise above the hiding and running from those silly dogs. I am going to walk upright on this day and declare, No More!

I am through sneaking up the side of the house, jumping to the roof of the next, clinging  to the light pole while jumping to the smoke house. Then, only then, am I able to enter the great store house of the pecan tree.

This day I will walk to the tree uncontested and enjoy my Christmas feast of pecans, unchallenged, unmolested.

NOT!

Happy Holidays from all the squirrel folks At The Farm.

Talented Woman Creates Shelf...

I just like the way that sounds.  I am not DIY program material but I'm getting better every day.  I know you are tired of me tooting my own horn but, by golly, I've done good.   Here is where we were before I started today.  Way too many wires and way too much junk.

My dear friend Linda mentioned using an old water hose to contain the tangle of too many wires.  I cut a small length and slit it end to end.  Much easier than trying to run the wires through the hose.  After covering the wires the water hose just popped back into place.

I painted the water hose the same color as the wall and did some touch up work where I had drilled too many holes trying to hang all these things.  Hint:  When attaching electronics to wall, place a piece of paper on the back of equipment and mark the screw or nail holes.  Hold paper to wall, screw or nail the marks on the paper, remove paper, hang thingy.  So easy!!!

Yep, that's a shelf.  This is the broken side rail to Andrew's black bed.  Hubby helped me drill holes into the heavy metal and attached my painted shelf brackets.  I have a plan here and I swear they are getting better. Remember that thing I built to hold pens, glasses etc.  I called it a prototype I believe.  Well, it's going back to the drawing board.  I still have too many wires!!!

Ta daaaa!  My sneaky way to hide the wires.  If you squint you can't see the hose and the other wires are covered by the material...and the mess is gone. Well, not gone but it is much neater.

I'm not finished.

 This is the entry into the plum room that I finished a little while ago.  Remember, it looks pink.

One side in this room

The futon/bunk finished with some Christmas decorations.

The final look.  Damn, I'm glad it's done.

Andrew loves it and I'm sure Jake will, too.

Next week maybe I will bore you with what I'm doing to my craft room!

The Bed From Hell And The Beginning Of The End

Meet the bed from hell!  This is Andrew's bed and has been since he was big enough to have a big boy bed. The bottom is a futon and the top is a bunk.  This bed has traveled with him during all the moves of his life and had come home to roost in his present bed room.  This now will be Jake's bed when he comes to visit.

Pretty handy.  He started using the bottom as his bed and when he had company they just pulled off a twin mattress and they were ready to go.

First it had to be disassembled then moved to this room and reassembled. That sounds simple but without going into great detail with colorful language it was far from simple.  My big butt came into very good use balancing these pieces of beds.  The long pieces had to be held level as I lined up nuts and bolts.  Amazing how talented I am with my behind.  Just imagine if I had a tail like a monkey, there would be no limits to what I could do.

The Cyber Green room is now done.  The carpet has been stretched by fence stretchers and the tractor.  Hubby's idea worked!  It has now been trimmed and fastened (not in this picture)  Here I am showing my cool light fixture I found  at a yard sale (minus globes).  It has a marble base and four arms that can be moved around.  It has a two way switch.

Hubby informed me not to get too excited that is was a light funeral homes used when they had a wake or visitation.  I said that was alright with me.  This is the perfect light for this area.

The BIG BLACK reassembled

The Cyber Green room has the main pieces in place and carpet trimmed.  Now to make some pillows to tone down this red (not my choice, just what I had).  Red was Andrews choice because it is one of the school colors and also the Razorback color.

This is in Andrew's "wing" of the house so I think he can sleep a few extra boys now. (Have to move those top mattresses a little, crooked)  With this part we now have the capability to sleep about eight.  I fear there will be a bunking party during Christmas break.

I see the cord of the air compressor peeking out of the next room but that will be gone. Craft/art/sewing area is the next to organize and paint then on to Andrew's room to finish that.  His new bed is in there but I am repainting, revamping, and fumigating. After all, he is a teen aged jock so you know it's needed, bless his heart.

It is such a wonderful relief to have this room done  except for minor touch-ups and adjustments.  I could dance a jig and the floor will hold me now!