Saturday, August 6, 2016

Front Porch Living

This summer I have been in a mission to create a welcoming front porch. A space where I can enjoy my morning coffee admiring the beauty I am so blessed to be surrounded with each and every day. 
I will also admit that I love "junking", a term I picked up from my friend Dr. J (Jolenne) and her sisters Nita (who makes the best fried chicken on the planet) and Linda for finding awesome stuff at thrift stores and  garage sales etcetera while I was living in Wyoming. 
I suppose junking keeps me in touch with the memories of my grand parents who reused everything, that generation who lived through World war II, were the first generation in my life time that were the Original Repurposers. 
One day while Joe and I were in town we stopped by a cute Vintage/Antique store in CDA. I admired their wooden screen door, I have been wanting Joe to build me one (but thats another story), I wanted to buy it but unfortunately it was not for sale. There is something about the way a wood screen door sounds when it closes that is comforting. The sales lady said she had another one out back, but it was bright orange. I admit it was hideous, but I wanted it anyway, unfortunately Joe didn't share my enthusiasm at that moment, my practical husband, he tries his damnest to keep me grounded, so we left without the screen door. 
 
As fate would have it Joe left for CA the following week and I just happened to be in town. After I bought it, I didn't really think how I was going to get it in my Subaru.  Lucky for me I would not be thwarted! 
After I got it home, I first thought I would strip it and paint it white or red then hang it up all before Joe got back from his trip, as I was hatching my design plan I came tothe horrifying realization that it friggen opened the wrong way for my front door! I quickly ran through all the sceneros, I could hang it upside down,  I could redo the  front door, oh the hell with it, I'll just hang it and let it be backwards, it will only be up for a couple more months anyways.  
As I was working on how the hell I was going to hang it, the orange color was beginning to grow on me. I thought who ever painted this door this color must have had one  hell of a sense of humor and I decided I didn't want to erase that part of its history. 
I also ranted to Megan about how it would be on backwards and how crushed I was with the design flaw that I had missed.  She said something along the lines of OMG look up screen doors on pintrest; I think she was growing weary of my self aborbed degradations. 
The following pictures are the results of my junking and repurposing the screen door.  I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed putting it all together! 
 
Finished putting it all together last night around 10:30pm. 
Yep I still love it this morning.
 
 Thrift store finds. 
 

 
I gotta figure something other than plastic bags to hold these flowers with out destroying the wood. Arg...

 
Have a blessed day! 

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Tank's shower and shave.

Tank, my 120 pound Anatolian Shepherd gets "hot spots" because he lives outside and his double coat just holds all the bacteria in.... Argh.....
I give him the meds Dr. Annie says and clean it twice a day with an iodine solution, but there are times when something more drastic must take place. I decided to shave him and give him a bath. Instantly this became a problem, because we don't have a bath tub, not that I could get him in anyway. I couldn't use the outside hose because the water is just too cold, and Dr. Annie said if it's too cold for me it's too cold for him.  I had a sedative she gave me and I devised my plan. I decided to lock all the small dogs up stairs and then I would take him into the kids bathroom, where I would give him his sedative, shave and shower. This will be a easy!  Enjoy the pictures! 
He knows something is up.

After his sedative , he's facing the inevitable.
Such a brave dog!
 
He's getting sleepy!
 
Down for the count.
 
Shaving is complete. This was the worst. He woke up trying to bite the clippers several times, I had to hold his collar with my left hand while I shaved him with my right. Thank goodness he was sedated, otherwise I could have never held him. 
Shower time, notice the towel under his head, didn't want him to breathe in any water, because he was lying on top of the drain and I'd have to clear it occasionally. 
He didn't like the shower spraybon him, so I had to tie a rag around it to get the wayer to drop straight down. 

Got him outside, so he could dry in the sun. He's such a good boy.
 
Resting peacefully. 
Here... Let's take a selfie while I'm waiting for you to wake up.😂
Thank goodness he's a good boy for me, I forget how big he really is until I look at a picture like this.