Every Single Post

Here you will find every post I've written in order from first to last. See just how crappy my house used to be...

  • My Favorite Things 2022

    I was really on the fence about writing this post. I mean, you haven’t heard from me in ages and this is the post you get after waiting for so long? After watching your inbox every single day. Just hoping… praying… (if that’s your thing) that this would finally be the day? And then suffering another disappointment when there’s, yet again, no email from me…

    Gosh, I’m really sorry. I had no idea how much you missed me!

    Hands making a heart in front of blurry 
Christmas tree lights
  • I Built Crappy Steps for the Love of Dog

    dog on steps

    A few months ago, a thing happened. Well, several things happened, but one thing was a catalyst for the rest of the things. This post is about two of the things. The first one, the catalyst, is a human interest sort of thing (That’s assuming I am interesting (this paragraph not withstanding) and you are interested…) and the second thing is an actual DIY, which may or may not satisfy the seven or so people who still read my blog for that purpose. Anyway, the first thing was this:

    Black and white scruffy dog
  • I Hope I Never Forget My Dad

    Father painting deck, visited by toddler daughter

    My dad died. I want to tell you about him because, really, he’s the reason you and I know each other. If I didn’t grow up watching my dad do every home repair, remodel, installation, and upgrade by himself, I doubt I would be the (albeit lazy) DIYer I am today. And wtf would I even be (occasionally) blogging about? No one cares about my yarn collection.

    Father painting deck, visited by toddler daughter
  • What Happens When You Don’t Respect Your Power Tools?

    ‘Twas a beautiful spring day in 2023. Having just adopted a dog (!), we were upgrading my crappy house to accommodate her. To spare our little Mona Lisa Vito (Yes, that’s her name. I know. Adorable.) from leaping out the back door house hole (as I, myself, had done for the previous twelve years), I finally built some crappy steps. And to keep her from running into traffic (as I, myself, had done… well, just that one time), I built her a fence.

    Ah, wouldn’t that be something to brag about? Building a six foot perimeter fence by myself? As if. No, we hired a fence company for this job. Some tasks are just not worth dying for, you know?

  • We Built a Deck!

    Small black-and-white dog standing on a newly built wooden deck, viewed from behind, with deck framing and a house visible in the background.
    Small black-and-white dog lying under the newly built deck structure next to wooden support posts anchored in concrete footings.

    I’m using the word “we” very loosely. In actuality, *I* did not build a deck. I *designed* a deck and then I left town while my *husband* built a deck. Could I have built a deck? Yes, of course I could. I am a badass. But did I want to build a deck? No, not really. I wanted a deck built. Funny how two sentences can sound so alike yet mean very different things…

  • My Secret Seven Day Bedroom Redo, Part I

    Messy bedroom with spackle on walls, no molding, bare bulb hanging from the ceiling, unmade bed

    (Well, Seven Days + 5,475 More Days)

    As I write this, it’s the week of Thanksgiving 2025. My honey will be traveling the week before Christmas and I’ve come up with this crazy plan to secretly make our bedroom while he’s away. (Yes, I did say “make”. I would say make over, but that implies it was ever made and it wasn’t. Isn’t. Like, at all. Not in fifteen years of living in this crappy house. OMG I am so lazy.) This is what it looks like right now…

    Cluttered bedroom with an unmade bed piled with blankets, mismatched pillows, visible wall patch spots, a bare hanging light bulb, furniture crowded against the walls, and household items scattered around the room.

    Totally not made. Not even the bed. Clearly, this is a room that has given up on life. This room answers the door in its underwear.

  • My Secret Seven Day Bedroom Redo, Part II

    Hello, It’s Me.

    Hello from the other side.
    My bedroom’s done I almost died.

    OK, not literally, but at times it felt like I might. Of course, I’m talking about my Secret Plan to surprise my honey with a new bedroom while he was away on a week long trip. Guys, this project was hard. Seven days is not enough time to make a bedroom from nothing.

    But I did it anyway.

    Cluttered unfinished bedroom with exposed light bulb, scattered tools and cords, a TV on a dresser, and a partially filled open closet during renovation.