Outside

Our roof is a bit old and there is A LOT of shrubbery molded into perfect shapes.  The two of us are now in charge.  So The Handy Man went to get us all the tools we will now need.

 Note our new hose, gutter cleaning thingy, and very fancy ladder.

Gutters are now all clear...but then when I went to work Monday I was informed we cleaned the gutters two months too early.  Whatever.

Look what The Handy Man picked up for me at the store.

 I got to work on the shrubs...

 ...but since I don't know what I'm doing I got a little overzealous.

I've decided these are going.  No more long tall shrubs.  When I take them apart I'll let you know,

Fire Fire Fire!

I know nothing about wood burning fireplaces.  Most of my life has been spent flipping switches, or most recently using a remote, to get a fire going.  Spoiled?  Yes.  But here is how I got to spend a recent Beaver game.  The house was so cozy, the pumpkin ale and food delicious, and the game, a win! 

Trick or Treat

Our neighborhood is not one that gets many trick or treaters...which we found out after filling our entire cauldron with candy.  Here is one of my new decorations.

 I did get one very important visitor though.  He moves so fast I could hardly get a clear shot.  Here are a few of the 50 I took in a 25 min span.

 Almost got a face shot, a bam, head whip.

 Mom tried enticement with a favorite song.

 Found my Jack Skellington scarf.

 Really excited about the big TV.

 Rolling on the floor during a small fit.

Paused just long enough to check out Nightmare Before Christmas.  The rest of our night was spent watching the movie and listening to Neil Gaiman's annual scary story.  This year it was on Audible for download.  I highly recommend it.

Handy Man

When we told people we were buying a house, and an old house at that, the first question we often heard was, "Is Kris handy?"  What about me?  I'm handy!

Turns out I'm not as handy as I thought.  There is a plethora of small things in this house that we could never have predicted.  Example 1:  The dishwasher soap dispenser flap was broken.  It didn't latch.  I would have just called a plumber.

This is how The Handy Man handled it.
 First he ordered a part.  Never would have crossed my mind.  When the part came, he got to work.

He took apart the door.

 Look how nice he looks.

I got to work being helpful in another way.  Anticipating all those clean dishes put me in a celebratory mood. 

There was wiring to work with.

 Then voila, place the new part in the right spot.

And you have a newly functioning dishwasher!

Is he handy?  Why yes.  Two more projets I didn't get photos of:

-Our toilet was running.  It's fixed!
-We thought the master closet was haunted because the light kept coming on at night.  Fixed