Showing posts with label deck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deck. Show all posts
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Pretty pyrex and deck shenanigans
Look at this, two pieces of wonderful matchy matchy pyrex, from the same shop. I haven't seen this pattern before but I love the colours. And a tablecloth too with same shade of red that actually looks orange.
This tablecloth had some stains but it's destined to be chopped and turned into a cushion cover, hopefully this week. I do love a guilt free chop. A perfect unstained piece of fabric is not so easy to convert.
I just love those shades of green, and you cannot go wrong with pears.
And in other news, we need a new deck, STAT.
Since we bought Betsy nearly two years ago, the deck has been progressively falling apart. Every week a few palings fall off (sometimes hastened by altercations with small children on swings, and various projects involving rope).
Other times, entire sections of balustrade rail give way under the weight of garden machine wielding husbands.
He has been wanting a chain saw. I want a husband with all limbs intact. I did relent and let him buy one of these in the current Stihl sale. He does have the onerous job of clearing the gutters of a zillion tiny poinciana leaves every few weeks. I suspect he is more excited about escaping my fishwife harping by throwing on those earmuffs and spending afternoons languidly blowering the driveway.
Can't fault his creativity when faced with a slightly unsafe situation for two small children.
So love, howse about we just pop this here slide directly next to that bit of deck with no balustrade, so the kids can make a quick getaway? Yep, the kids thought it was a hoot and have been down the slide and up the stairs over and over and over......
Meanwhile I just so pleased that we have two reno quotes back and we are in the ballpark. Plus a bit of course but close enough. Now we just have to hurry up before the entire deck falls off the back of the house. \
Linking in with Sophie for the vintage finds , not a forum on the dangers of husbands with power tools.
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