Monday, March 2, 2015

February Ends in Pictures

 Today was unusual - I was home alone all day.  How very odd!  I woke to this empty bed:  Chuck left early to go to a rugby coaching workshop.

 Then I ventured downstairs, where I saw that my father-in-law's bed was also empty. He had hit the road for his return to Illinois.
 Our friends John and Rebecca, who had spent the night, were gone, too.  It's the House of Empty Beds.









 Mmmmm... nothing better than a little slimy spinach, huh, Tobi?
 Whooo!  The tile's so bright, I gotta wear shades!


 "Alif the Unseen" includes this super-cool map!


 Here cones the snow...


 On Facebook, there was a story about a house from the mid-Fifties that was fully finished, but never lived in.  Check out these pictures!
 Remember these stove buttons?



 It's starting to get late.  Chuck and I have plans to meet friends for pizza at 6:30.  I can't reach him:  I'll bet he has his phone turned off.  Maybe I had better push our date back to 700?
 When you become a landlord, you get a lot of keys.

 He's still not back.  Guess I'll change and get ready without him.  Maybe he can meet us at the pizza place.
 Does this face look worried?
 THERE he is!!


 Supper with Holly and Drake!



5 comments:

  1. How interesting with the house built and no one lived in it for all those years. Weird. Looked like a nice day for you all alone. Enjoyed that you shared it with us :) Nice touch too to end the day with dinner with friends :)

    betty

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  2. Oh I do enjoy nosing at these posts and your life and home.
    Nice one.

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  3. These pictures tell such a fun story (LOVE the one of the multiple keys). There's nothing better than a day alone at home, especially after guests leave!

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  4. These pictures tell such a fun story (LOVE the one of the multiple keys). There's nothing better than a day alone at home, especially after guests leave!

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  5. I love the last photo the most. When my little sister was fighting breast cancer, ten years ago, I came across these candles in a Mexican grocery store. I am not religious, but she is, so I bought a St. Jude and a St. Therese and began lighting them every night and chanting the accompanying prayer. She is now a ten year breast cancer survivor and I still light those candles every night.

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