The yellow house with a red roof at 281 West Head RD has been home for almost two weeks. My superman husband, Glenn, has unpacked all the boxes and put everything away. The boxes were picked up by the recycling truck this morning. Thank you, Glenn!
We had a few broken items: a smashed 55” television, a broken leg on an antique rocking chair, a badly damaged antique sewing stand, a dented brass bed, and most amusing of all, one missing vacuum cleaner wheel. Now we have to submit a claim with pictures for damaged and broken goods…sometime. That should be fun…for Glenn.
THERE’S A BIG, BIG HOLE IN
THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA OUR YARD
Many of you know of our intention to add a main floor master bedroom with an en suite bathroom and a walk-in closet. The excavator from MARK A. WILLIAMS CONSTRUCTION rolled in bright and early Tuesday morning to dig the foundation and crawl space. Four feet should equal four hours. (The joke was on us.) West Head is mostly a rocky ridge with a thin layer of acidic soil. It quickly became apparent that blasting would be required.
HARLOW CONSTRUCTION sent a man from Shelburne to do the blasting which meant drilling 16 holes with three shells in each hole. The ancient rocks did not go without putting up a fight. Four hours turned into eight hours $$$. The saga continues. I will keep you posted.
GRANDMA GOT RUN OVER BY A REINDEER LAWNMOWER IN THE FOG
We have chosen to cut a lot of grass which would take forever with a push mower. Glenn checked out the ride-on lawnmowers at BUTLER’S SMALL ENGINE AND REPAIR near Shelburne. He settled on a bright orange, zero-turn Husqvarna with a mulching blade. The salesman promised it is powerful enough to handle small branches. He also told us about a fisherman who used this model to cut his lawn in the pouring rain. Ummmm. Glenn will need a sou’wester, oil clothes, and rubber boots. Speaking of rubber boots, the house boots are missing, so visitors should bring their own pair.
LESTER THE LOBSTER FROM PEI FROM NOVA SCOTIA
My oldest brother came by this morning bearing gifts — thirty squirming lobsters in two boxes — for a family supper of creamed lobster and lobster in the shell with clarified butter. Myers has been very generous with his lobsters and we appreciate it. May your generosity returned to you many times over. My sisters-in-law are bringing salads, desserts, and all things yummy and calorie-free. We are looking forward to a great evening of food, yarns, laughter and flipping stations between baseball and hockey. I hope this will be the first gathering of many.
DON’T JUDGE A TEACHER UNTIL YOU WALK A MILE YEAR IN HER SHOES
About a week ago, I got to use my storytelling skills at NEW ROSS CONSOLIDATED SCHOOL. The children were great listeners and loooooved the follow-up games and crafts. The eagerness and excitement of children will forever warm my heart. It reminded me what I loved most about teaching. Forget about tests, report cards, and parent-teacher interviews. Let’s have fun!
Next, I will be storytelling at OCEANVIEW CHRISTIAN ACADEMY and LOCKEPORT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL.
SOLD IS MY FAVOURITE THREE FOUR LETTER WORD
The most undesirable task has been selling duplicate items or items no longer needed. I have been a regular on Shelburne County Buy and Sell. To date I have sold:
An antique secretary desk and chair, a maple dining room table and chairs, a TV stand no longer in use, and a bed frame.
Two, stained, hard-as-a-rock recliners caused quite a kerfuffle. Everyone wanted them. Obviously, I had not charged enough. A bidding war? I wish. I had to create a list of interested buyers and, SURPRISE, SURPRISE, I put them in the wrong order. Well, everyone got their shorts in a knot. You would have thought I had burned their house down. That resulted in a “No Holds” policy. The first person to show up with money in hand wins.
I have one last item I would like to sell — our pump organ. It is an ornate piece of furniture that we have moved several times and now it is time for someone else to enjoy it. My salesman father would be very proud of me.
EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED
Well, there is never a dull moment here. Sitting in our yard right now are the men delivering the lawnmower, the builder checking on some things, an excavator, a dump truck and the school bus just went up the road. I’m expecting the long-horned cattle from the end of the Head to show up any minute.