Sunday, September 30, 2012

You'll find me now at RadarLOve.

This blog will remain. I might write here once in a while.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

New Rocker, old stuff

Here's where I'm going. Design-wise.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

New rocker

Re-caning of the seat is complete. The chair itself was $59. Re-caning was costly.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

New Shades

This room is done except for finish labor and finials for the lamps. Maybe a fold-up luggage stand.

Eventually, I want ceiling fans in all three bedrooms.

This house is now fit to receive guests. Beat it over here, I need some help.

Soon, there will be another queen-sized bed available. I'm talking two weeks. Pilgrimage is coming up. Lots of fine houses will be open.You have to buy and make your own damned breakfast, but I'm a hospitable woman.
I need a handyman. Lyman was my handy man. In so many ways. Ahem.

I have some things to hang and some furniture to move, and I'm just too darned worn out to do it myself after running around like a lunatic for three months. There's a big, heavy mirror that I can't hang alone.

Lyman was so capable and smart and funny and good-looking and sexy. What'll I do?
I have just about been crawling the past couple of days. This being "strong" crap is highly overrated.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

I have to work on it a bit, but I'm starting  a new blog called "RadarLOve".

I'll let you know. The address is RadarLOve

Monday, September 24, 2012

This blog has retired now.

Cheap furnishings

The guest room needed a little something else, so I found this rug for $40, and the table for $42.
Don't need to be rocking a chair on a hardwood floor, so I found this rug for $70:

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Exuberant spirit

Lana, who is disabled, came with her husband to deliver this painting today. It will stay where it is.

I bartered 8 hours of hard housecleaning for it.

She and her husband both delight me.
Marvin Gaye
Buffalo Springfield

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Thursday, September 20, 2012

1873 Heywood rocker

Since the kids think I'm off my rocker, I bought two.

Very smooth action to this one.

The other is out for recaning on the seat.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Leona Helmsley

Idiot twits.

I picked up six 33-gallon bags of clothes OFF THE FLOOR in the room Michael was using.

This is how we live in MY house, you jerk.

Spend $300 on a hotel room, don't pick up your own damned mess.
Last Date

This is the last song Lyman and I ever danced to.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Iron hand
Dire Straits

Return from service

Lyman's parents just days after his return from the war.
I'm deleting photos from the card.

Charles Gore

Bird's eye view

Coastal sky

Good grief, when did I ever take a photo that good?

Surely Lyman took it. The man could see like an eagle.

New bracelet

Let's hear it for fun junk jewelry.

I bought it for Lyman's birthday, September 12.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Lyman's dad WWII

This is the best I can do without taking the photo out of the frame.

Travis S. Gore, Italy, WWII

UPDATE: Ahem. Look at that neck and throat, those hands -- my heart throbs. Lyman was like his father in that.

$60 quilt

I try not to brag, but Girls, I found this embroidered quilt yesterday at Walmart for $60, Better Homes & Gardens label.

The shams were $15 apiece, but really, I think it was a steal.

The ensemble fits both the bed and the style of the room perfectly.

I win! Again.

UPDATE: The tapestry above the bed appealed to Lyman's dad for some reason when he was a young soldier in WWII. He toted this one and another of a leopard all over Europe for three years before he was able to bring them home.

Pierrette and Pierrot.
Ain't No Sunshine by The Temptations.

Compare that to Mavis Staples' "I'm Coming Home."
Psychedelic Shack
Geez, Diane. Look at these quilts.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

The Temptations' Ol' Man River
The Impressions
Law of the Land
Papa Was A Rolling Stone
The Temptations
Give A Damn
Big Mac
Be What You Are by the Staples
I'm Coming Home by the Staples Singers
The Staples Singers
Lucy really got into the Wilbury Twist yesterday. Both birds and I were dancing, but Lucy was the one with perfect rhythm.

She wouldn't let me take a picture. Too much Baptist influence around these parts.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Handle with Care

I always thought George Harrison was the best looking of The Beatles. No wonder Olivia beat off a home intruder with a table lamp.
Roy Orbison
The Traveling Wilburys

Friday, September 14, 2012

All right, now. The carpet in that room has been cleaned with the extraction machine. We're on easy street from here out.
So, I'm at Family Dollar this afternoon in a quandary over carpet freshener. Buy the one for "tough odors, including smoke" or the one for "pet odors"?

Decisions, decisions.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Janis at 21

We're all 20-21 here, I guess.

Karen, on the right, was a friend from elementary school. We met Donna, on the left, at Skyline in Dallas.

Donna went into communications, biology for me (center, journalism came later), Romance languages for Karen.

Good times.

UPDATE: 21. 1978. I'd already been in the car accident, April of  '78. See the raised left eyebrow?
Man, going through this closet in Michael's room is like going shopping. I'd forgotten I had those shoes and purses, I haven't seen them in so long (about 7 years).

UPDATE: Whoa! There's a photo of Donna and Karen and me. We can't be over 21. I'll scan and post that later.
Charles Gore likes Ann Wilson and Heart. He whistles (not in tune) while she sings.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Let me tell you, emotional drama wears me down and bores the hell out of me.

It's a terrible waste of energy.

Monday, September 10, 2012

All that stuff was gone from the carport when I went for coffee with my brother this morning.

I've been washing windows and miniblinds today.

Sunday, September 09, 2012

It's a beautiful Sunday morning. Let's listen to The Ventures.

Saturday, September 08, 2012

Ray Wiley Hubbard:  "And the days when my gratitude is higher than my expectations, I have really good days"

American Sheraton

What kind of trashy snotwad dares damage Sheraton?

Louts and boors.

Granted this is reproduction stuff from the '30's, but isn't the prettiness of it enough to give you pause?

Hell ain't hard enough. I am vibrating with anger.

UPDATE: We call him MLG, 44, Natchez, MS. Don't let him spend the night.

Yes, we are talking my inner Leona Helmsley. "The Queen of Mean."

Friday, September 07, 2012

Countdown begins. The garbage truck runs on Monday morning. It's not a far walk to the curb, and liquor boxes are never too heavy.

What's your choice, boys?

UPDATE: Hate to tell you, but your judgement of whether I'm a bitch or not is not relevant.
Why is it that when you speak perfect common sense to these ninnies, they think you've lost your mind?

Thursday, September 06, 2012

I'm packing up all the other crap these should-be men have left here the past seven years.

Retrieve your shit from the carport or it goes to the dump.

This was a clean, pretty house until the snotwads showed up.

Time to lay down the law here.

UPDATE: Oops, now I've made them both mad. Tough shit.
Shivering me timbers, they are.
Yes, that is Janis, laundering filthy lucre.

This change is too dirty to roll.

Wednesday, September 05, 2012

My sister-in-law sent along this great video of restoring a bald eagle's beak.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but I have a lot of clothes."

"Damn sure I've noticed. They're all over the f***in' floor."
That little snotwad asked, "When have you ever moved?"

Oh, I don't know, maybe the time I moved to Portland, Oregon (four addresses), or New York City (two addresses), or Austin, Texas or the four addresses in Oak Lawn or the two in Highland Park, or Lancaster, Texas or Mississippi or Louisiana. Which one you askin' about, punk?
Precious silence in the house this morning.
Jason was dawdling so in this moving business that I threw him out of the house last night.

"MAN UP! You're 37 years old!"

He blew $500 worth of rent last month, and came whining about needing a $200 deposit to install cable.

"You'll get cable when you can afford it!"

DO NOT make me angry. I cleaned up after him when I was 36. I won't f***ing clean up after him at 56.

Tuesday, September 04, 2012

When I lived in New York City, I lived across the courtyard from an elementary teacher. This song would sing across it some mornings.

I wound up looking after her apartment during a vacation. And Shadow cat would visit her.

Monday, September 03, 2012

Quilt top

I want to finish this quilt this year.

I think something belongs on that lower heavy branch to the right.

What do you think?

I'm considering a blue butterfly just overlapping heading SSE.
Gardening calls for reading the LSU ag center's newsletter.
I've lost a couple of weeks' rentals at the condo from our Kentucky crowd. I need the money. So I'm offering a special rate for the weeks of September 15-22 and October 27-November 3. $650 per week. That includes taxes, cleaning fee and one parking pass. Additional parking passes are $15 each.

See details here. That blue sofa against the wall has been replaced with this one.

Contact me at the phone number listed at the website or at

I always prefer the beach when the crowds are gone. The clubhouse features a heated salt-water pool if swimming is on your agenda.

And we ask that you treat it kindly.

Sunday, September 02, 2012

Carole King
Steely Dan
I can't find any Fall tomato plants. I plan to tidy up the far left bed, and fertilize such plants as are left, and clean up the other beds for other fall plants. I'll actually work on labor day.

Saturday, September 01, 2012

Lots of Peter Green

Dustin' slippers

With all this music in the house, I plan to dance my way to clean.