<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:21:47.896-06:00</updated><category term='door'/><category term='landscaping'/><category term='paint'/><category term='children'/><category term='snakes'/><category term='House Style'/><category term='crazy people'/><category term='plants'/><category term='salvage'/><category term='termites'/><category term='paint stripping'/><category term='plumbing'/><category term='laundry chute'/><category term='siding'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='clawfoot tub'/><category term='trees'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='Victorian'/><category term='Neo-Classical'/><category term='windows'/><category term='Turn-of-the-Century'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='mulch'/><category term='acquaintances'/><category term='progress'/><category term='neighbors'/><category term='fence'/><category term='roses'/><title type='text'>The Big Purple House</title><subtitle type='html'>Tales of a married couple, four kids, a dog and a big purple house.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-5472973874233373968</id><published>2008-07-02T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:54:59.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Months Pregnant, Crazy and a Renovation Update</title><content type='html'>I can't speak for all crazy pregnant women; ones who are smart enough to know not to &lt;a href="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/archives/266958.php"&gt;mow the lawn&lt;/a&gt; and things like that.  I can actually only discuss the crazy things I do, and actually I haven't been that crazy lately.  I'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had really hoped that before the baby arrived, the upstairs of our house, which was originally an attic, built out in the 1960s or 1970s and gutted by us, would be completed and the kidlets sleeping up there.  We're very, very close, but it isn't looking likely to happen now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/images/stairsofdoom.jpg" width="324" height="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time, one of the major things holding us back was a railing on the upper half of the stairs and around the landing.  When my dad came a month or so ago, he and Justin built that and solved a major safety issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/images/stairrailing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my father left, Justin put the base shoe in one room and then set about working on the attic access doors.  Because the roof on our house is a pyramid shape, there is attic space around the sides of each room.  When we framed and drywalled the rooms, we weren't sure what we were going to do with these areas exactly, so we left them open 60" wide and ignored them for a while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/images/gapingholeintoattic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Justin framed out the space for a 30" doorway, drywalled the rest, built jambs, doors and hung them up, and put up trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/images/boysroomatticaccess.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is back helping us out again and standing by should the wee bairn decide to arrive.  While Justin was working on trimming out the doors, he's been putting up more base shoe.  We had enough for 2 1/2 rooms, but we needed to buy more for the last bedroom and half of the bathroom.  Yesterday, during all my errand running, we bought the necessary trim and last night started putting shellac on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get into all the enviro reasons to like shellac, but mainly I find it very handy for things like this because it dries fast and adds color to the wood at the same time as the finish.  I'm all about being lazy.  Today, I gave the trim a light sanding and put on a second coat.  That's where the crazy pregnant part comes in, although I worked outside and finished up quickly, so I don't think it was that crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/images/shellackedwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trim for everything but the last part of the bathroom (that trim will be painted) is now ready to put up.  We're waiting on our final HVAC and electrical inspections.  We've passed the final plumbing inspection and I think all we have to do for the final, final inspection is get all the doors hung.  Of course, hanging doors isn't exactly what one would call simple when one is dealing with old doors and not pre-hung ones, but we are awfully close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd have liked to be finished before the baby arrived, at this point I would rather be done with pregnancy than have the upstairs finished first.  Physical discomfort can change your mind like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-5472973874233373968?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5472973874233373968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=5472973874233373968' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5472973874233373968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5472973874233373968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/nine-months-pregnant-crazy-and.html' title='Nine Months Pregnant, Crazy and a Renovation Update'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-7062967462104989636</id><published>2008-05-01T10:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:22:59.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potted Plants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoYXZq5DQI/AAAAAAAAADw/AuPGnRwCjAo/s1600-h/greenpothostas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoYXZq5DQI/AAAAAAAAADw/AuPGnRwCjAo/s320/greenpothostas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195491910432132354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I like gardening and although I seem to wind up with plants in pots every year, every year most of my large pots wind up being a disappointment.  The reason for the disappointment varies.  Sometimes I've tried a mixture of things and one plant died, or they just didn't grow the way I wanted them to.  Sometimes I've tried keeping it simple and using one sprawling, flowering plant.  Those years I usually forget to water the pots and wind up, if not killing the plant, leaving it looking pathetic for the rest of the summer, until I rip it all out in the fall and stick in mums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been two exceptions to my potted plant failures.  I have always had lovely and abundant basil growing in pots.  This is probably because I've pinched it, plucked it and taken very good care of it.  Or maybe basil just likes me.  The other plant that has done well consistently for me in a pot is hosta.  Those I have totally ignored, not watered for weeks, stuck in full sun when I knew they are shade plants and they do beautiful things for me, sort of like the puppy that will lick your hand even after you yell at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hostas fill in pots well, overwinter in the well and generally give me a nice bit of potted plant life with very little work.  Paired with some vinca, which also can survive a lot of abuse and you can have a very interesting pot without much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, this formula for pots has been especially important for me.  I don't have extra money to spend on a lot of plants thanks to renovations, our &lt;a href="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/archives/2008_02.php"&gt;trip to England&lt;/a&gt; and all the other things that are costing money this year.  Not only do I have a tendency to find my potted plants looking pathetic by mid-summer, but then I tend to want to go buy even more plants to hide the shame of my plant abuse.  I just can't do that this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had four pots I wanted to fill in my front yard.  Several more in the backyard got herbs, which although tiny, I've already been putting to work in meals.  The four in the front yard are purely decorative and I want them to be pretty, but I just can't justify spending much on them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started hunting around the yard.  I already had some potting soil left over from other years.  I divided up some hostas, ripped a little vinca (for flowing out of the pot) out by the roots and stuck vinca and hostas in all of the front yard pots.  It might have been more interesting to try something different for the other two and lamb's ear might have been interesting.  Some variegated hostas would have been pretty, but I was working with the first stuff I laid hands on.  For the two pots on the front porch, I splurged on a small pot of &lt;a href="http://www.arhomeandgarden.org/plantoftheweek/articles/Million_Bells.htm"&gt;million bells&lt;/a&gt;.  They and their bigger cousins the wave petunia are fairly unkillable and even if I do kill them, the hostas and vinca should keep the pots looking nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I'm quite pleased and especially that I managed to fill four pots with something attractive for well under $10 by using what I already had and what I knew would work well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoYdJq5DRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cn1q4gM694o/s1600-h/porchpotplants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoYdJq5DRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cn1q4gM694o/s320/porchpotplants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195492009216380178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-7062967462104989636?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7062967462104989636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=7062967462104989636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7062967462104989636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7062967462104989636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/05/potted-plants.html' title='Potted Plants'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoYXZq5DQI/AAAAAAAAADw/AuPGnRwCjAo/s72-c/greenpothostas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-2676793968736464325</id><published>2008-04-30T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:21:02.869-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Garden Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoXr5q5DOI/AAAAAAAAADg/WXcx5jVTWCw/s1600-h/frontbed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoXr5q5DOI/AAAAAAAAADg/WXcx5jVTWCw/s320/frontbed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195491163107822818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a year since I really had any garden news.  Last year, before we closed on our old house, I was busy dividing, moving and replanting stuff anywhere I could find room.  The buyers agreed to my taking plants out of the garden and my only regret is that I didn't take more, because they are not gardeners and the things I left are looking mighty overgrown.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But moving on -- last year I didn't have the time or interest to do more than water things to keep them alive (and I didn't even do that well at that -- I lost a blueberry bush, a Japanese maple and a few other things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we are living in the house and I have more time, if not more energy, for taking care of the garden.  I'm definitely slowed down by the third trimester belly more than I thought I would be.  All my other children were due in the fall and so during planting time I was just beginning to show.  With this baby due to arrive in the middle of the summer, I'm already big and my back hurts when I dig, bend over or do just about anything plant related for too long.  So I have to wait for my husband or the more competent of the children to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a lot of last year's moving of plants and some strategic bulb planting in the fall have really paid off in the spring garden.  A long straight bed by the side of the driveway is filling out nicely with things that are pretty drought tolerant and require little care (irises, day lilies, creeping phlox to name a few of the things in there).  The front flower beds are filling in nicely with many of the same things, along with bleeding heart, peonies, lambs' ear, and lots of tulips and daffodils.  Both front and driveway beds have also been sowed with easy seeds like zinnias, nasturtiums and sunflowers.  I can find the seedlings from those pretty easily, but a few things or a few things in a few places either seem to be in hiding or slow to germinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of last summer I started a new bed as a continuation of one of the beds in front of the house, laying down thick layers of newspaper and mulch to kill everything underneath.  The grass is fairly dead, but violets and wild onions laugh in the face of such things and are sprouting up everywhere, leaving me little choice but to go after them with my trusty weeder (if only in short spurts before my back starts hurting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoX1Zq5DPI/AAAAAAAAADo/0ZWQbHUYrhw/s1600-h/veggiebed2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoX1Zq5DPI/AAAAAAAAADo/0ZWQbHUYrhw/s320/veggiebed2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195491326316580082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the backyard, we're working on a vegetable and berry bed.  Ideally, I would have either started it last year with paper and mulch or cut out all the existing soil, weeds and grass or made raised beds, but for this year at least we went for the quicker tilling up the soil.  Naturally, it's already full of weeds, but as I get a chance and when I get more mulch, I'm laying down newspaper around the plants and mulching over the paper (so far I've gotten the berries and down to the tomatoes finished).  It's not perfect, but works pretty well at keeping the weeds at bay and I much prefer the newspaper method to permanent weedblocking fabric).  The garden back there is my most ambitious.  I've now got five blueberry bushes, several strawberry plants, and raspberries, plus tomatoes, squash, zucchini, bell peppers, okra and beans.  I've also planted herbs in pots.  I just hope I haven't taken on more than I can deal with this summer with a new baby added to the mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-2676793968736464325?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2676793968736464325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=2676793968736464325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/2676793968736464325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/2676793968736464325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/04/garden-talk.html' title='Garden Talk'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SBoXr5q5DOI/AAAAAAAAADg/WXcx5jVTWCw/s72-c/frontbed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8942508461597042948</id><published>2008-01-19T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:02:42.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed</title><content type='html'>We've passed our upstairs electrical, plumbing, framing and insulation inspections on the first try.  The drywallers start next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8942508461597042948?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8942508461597042948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8942508461597042948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8942508461597042948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8942508461597042948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/01/passed.html' title='Passed'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8825684278689323780</id><published>2008-01-19T15:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:56:09.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Ways to Tell You've Been Renovating Too Long</title><content type='html'>Your children get out the brushes and mops and play "polying the floor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8825684278689323780?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8825684278689323780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8825684278689323780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8825684278689323780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8825684278689323780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-ways-to-tell-youve-been-renovating.html' title='More Ways to Tell You&apos;ve Been Renovating Too Long'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-7779092544293834351</id><published>2008-01-09T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:55:25.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to Tell You've Been Renovating Too Long</title><content type='html'>When your daughter gets a pink play silk for Christmas, she uses it to play "insulation" rather than "fairy" or "princess."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-7779092544293834351?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7779092544293834351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=7779092544293834351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7779092544293834351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7779092544293834351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/01/ways-to-tell-youve-been-renovating-too.html' title='Ways to Tell You&apos;ve Been Renovating Too Long'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8251335597786661671</id><published>2008-01-02T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:54:16.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving In</title><content type='html'>Imagine piles and piles of boxes everywhere. I'd show you, but my camera isn't on me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's gotten a lot less ugly. On January 1, we actually slept in our own house. It happened to be one of the coldest nights so far this season and we didn't have insulation, so in the morning it was 51 degrees in the house. It's only gotten better and warmer as we've unpacked, the temperature outside has risen and as of today we actually have insulation upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to a warm new year in our own home and figuring out how to properly thank people who have taken you in for 8 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8251335597786661671?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8251335597786661671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8251335597786661671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8251335597786661671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8251335597786661671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-in.html' title='Moving In'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8488668086134446200</id><published>2007-12-30T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:52:59.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Up...</title><content type='html'>Thursday morning I drove the kids down to my sister-in-law's. Then I drove back to the purple house, where my father-in-law and two brother-in-laws were helping Justin clean, move things and get the house into better shape. The plumber was there installing my clawfoot tub and the painter was finishing the kitchen walls. I ran errands for people, got lunch and stuff like that. By the end of the day, my father-in-law had vacuumed and mopped everything. We'd moved a lot of the furniture back into place and it was actually sort of looking like a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Justin and I got cleaned up and went out for a nice dinner to celebrate our anniversary. We've made it ten years and hope for many more decades to come. That was lovely and it was nice to come home, go to bed and not have to deal with the horde of children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we got up, went to breakfast and then did a few things at the house. We got the fridge moved into place, so the plumber could hook up the water line. The plumber came back in to finish hooking up fixtures in the powder room and do a few other things, which actually took most of the day. Justin did various stuff, I'm not sure what all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go pick up the kids and that involved a trip to the ER, which is never a fun way to end a potentially productive day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8488668086134446200?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8488668086134446200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8488668086134446200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8488668086134446200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8488668086134446200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning Up...'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-1306058815759958551</id><published>2007-12-12T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:58:22.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anniversary and the Unforeseen Costs of Renovations</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the anniversary of our buying The Purple House. It's been a long, long year. While we are getting close to being able to live in the downstairs, our workmen never have seemed to feel the same sense of urgency in getting us in there that we would have liked. Of course, they haven't been living on the charity of a kind friend for seven months either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a busy day over there. The chimney sweeps were building our fireplace. We're converting the old coal fireplace into a wood burning one. It will be pretty tiny, but it will allow my spouse to burn things, which will make him happy. The painter was priming the kitchen cabinets and I think the carpenters were working on patching the floors upstairs. The place is a disaster, but less of one that before and if we could just convince the workmen to put a finish on the floors downstairs, we could consider moving in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, as I consider, with a sigh, the big money pit, I want to mention some of the expenses I never thought of when we went into this. I'm not talking about the price of paint, what it costs to replace structural beams or rafters or anything like that. I'm talking about other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, and perhaps the cost that should have been most obvious -- restaurants. Although I have the use of a full, gourmet kitchen where we live, when one is displaced, on-the-go and often on the opposite side of town fixing up a house, it sometimes is difficult to cook at home all the time. We've eaten out and eaten at far more fast food restaurants in the last year than probably in all the years of my life up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, clothing was not something I thought a whole lot about in budgeting our renovation. When we moved out of our old house last April, the weather was cool, but warming up. I thought we'd be packed up for a month or two at most. Now, seven months later, my children have all grown and all the clothes I had packed up for them to grow into, are still packed up. All their summer clothes for the hottest months had to be purchased, because those were packed and now I've had to find sweaters, coats and warm pants, because those too are packed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, and perhaps the most ridiculous expense, also really the most avoidable, has been the library fines. Where we are currently living I don't even have a bookcase. I've found alternative solutions for our homeschooling materials, but I have never come up with a good place for all our library books. When we were in our own home, I had a system and 99% of the time, I knew where the books were, when they were due and I either got them returned or renewed on time. In the past five years, before we moved, I probably racked up a total of $10 or less in library fines on all the family cards together. In the past seven months, we've incurred over $50 in fines. Books slip into places I can't find. I can't seem to keep track of their due dates and everything is in a tizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not intended to be whiny, but really to act as a cautionary tale. If one must follow in our footsteps and buy a fixer-upper -- consider and expect the unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-1306058815759958551?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1306058815759958551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=1306058815759958551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1306058815759958551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1306058815759958551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/anniversary-and-unforeseen-costs-of.html' title='An Anniversary and the Unforeseen Costs of Renovations'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-5866130206344766117</id><published>2007-11-02T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T16:01:23.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Some of you might be sitting around wondering, so how is the purple house these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had set ourselves a deadline of moving in by November 1. That didn't work, but things are progressing. All downstairs walls that needed a new covering have been drywalled and the taping and mudding is almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpenters have been building the counters (we're going to have wooden ones -- maple, if you are wondering) and are working on getting all the remaining trim put on the cabinets. We've talked to a painter about getting them painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the living room, a fireplace had been walled over and it not only looked funny, but left us without a place to burn things. We opened up the wall and are having the fireplace put back in. We'll be doing a &lt;a href="http://rumford.com/"&gt;Rumford fireplace&lt;/a&gt; which fits the small space best and also supposedly will lose less heat than a regular fireplace. They'll start work next week.  We found some great rolled bricks that look old and suit the color variations of the other chimney on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upstairs, which we gutted, is reframed, rough plumbed and the electrification is almost completed. We need to have the plumbing and electrical systems inspected and then we'll be ready for insulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I set the ridiculous goal of getting in there by Christmas, I thought it was ridiculous, because it couldn't possibly take that long. Ha! Maybe we'll be living there by then, at least in the downstairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-5866130206344766117?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5866130206344766117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=5866130206344766117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5866130206344766117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5866130206344766117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-3488703958974140863</id><published>2007-10-23T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:54:03.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet!</title><content type='html'>We have a working toilet and a shower inside the house for the first time in 7 months.  Much to our neighbors' dismay the porta-potty will remain for the workers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd worked faster we could have had our clawfoot tub installed at the same time, but I didn't get the outside sanded and painted.  Now it's raining and the tub is sitting outside under a tarp, so I won't get any more painting done until things dry out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-3488703958974140863?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3488703958974140863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=3488703958974140863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3488703958974140863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3488703958974140863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/toilet.html' title='Toilet!'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-2121792883025091453</id><published>2007-08-28T22:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:32:19.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Put 'em to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/1260983756/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1419/1260983756_4641292856_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/1260983756/"&gt;DSCF4731&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do you do with the kids when you are working on the house?  When we're really lucky and the stars are aligned properly, we have a babysitter.  That doesn't happen very often.  Most of the time they come with us.  We let them play, of course, but we also demand their assistance at times.  Here are the two older ones, a month or so ago, helping clean up after some of the fence building we did.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-2121792883025091453?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2121792883025091453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=2121792883025091453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/2121792883025091453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/2121792883025091453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/put-to-work.html' title='Put &amp;#39;em to Work'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1419/1260983756_4641292856_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8626470879267021790</id><published>2007-07-16T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:18:42.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Necessity of Proper Work Attire</title><content type='html'>We frequently find ourselves converting formerly nice clothing into work clothes as we stain it with paint, snag it on nails or other similar things.  It isn't that we don't have a ton of work clothes already, it is simply that we sometimes find ourselves motivated to work on a project and unmotivated to change.  Or since we don't live at the Big Purple House yet, we occasionally find ourselves over there with a chance to work on something, while our work attire is still at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one such occasion.  We had a bit of time and a big pile of wood that needed to be carried our dumpster.  Although I was wearing flip-flops and a skirt, I some how managed to not rip holes in anything or injure myself.  My husband on the other hand was almost properly attired.  He was wearing work shorts, a t-shirt, and Tevas.  His clothes are fine, but by not wearing proper work shoes, his foot did not fair so well when he dropped a 2x4 with a nail in it on his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him a &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/14294b.htm"&gt;stigmata&lt;/a&gt; didn't count if he did it to himself, which he some how didn't find funny.  Today is on a course of antibiotics, ibuprofen and has an up-to-date tetanus shot.  Ironically, now the only shoes he can wear are the Tevas.  I guess he won't be carrying any more nail-ridden wood for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8626470879267021790?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8626470879267021790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8626470879267021790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8626470879267021790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8626470879267021790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/necessity-of-proper-work-attire.html' title='The Necessity of Proper Work Attire'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-3509143238422290651</id><published>2007-05-18T18:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:22:37.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/503664871/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/212/503664871_6a27914977_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/503664871/"&gt;Master Bathroom Trim and Tile&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We've got the trim work done in the master bathroom and in the photo you can see just a peek of the tile in the shower stall.  We used semi-gloss white Daltile subway tiles with platinum grout for the walls with a peony mural from &lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-travelguide-2998176-artfind_tile_company_wooster-i"&gt;Artfind Tile&lt;/a&gt; in my hometown of Wooster, Ohio.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mural was a second, because the glaze hadn't filled in a spot on one tile completely during firing and when my mom shipped it down to me the tile cracked in half along the glaze fault.  We epoxied it back together and put it up any way.  The price was right and the crack adds character, or so I tell myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used a black rope tile accent from Home Depot.  For the floor of the shower we used unglazed white, square mosaics and for the floor of the bathroom we used an octagon and dot with black dots from Daltile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wainscoting is plywood beadboard with a chair rail over it and a 1x4 with a routed edge for the shelf.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is all good.  When I can get the woodwork painted, we could get the fixtures installed and have a working bathroom.  Of course, there is a little problem, which I shall show you later.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-3509143238422290651?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3509143238422290651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=3509143238422290651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3509143238422290651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3509143238422290651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/05/good.html' title='The Good'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/212/503664871_6a27914977_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8005429652524828181</id><published>2007-03-29T13:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T13:57:42.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fence'/><title type='text'>Good Fences Make Good Neighbors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/437763789/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/437763789_75159c90db_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/437763789/"&gt;Fence Post&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last weekend, we started building our fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our current house, we have a fully fenced in yard, which has been wonderful with our children and dog.  The Purple House came with a mostly knocked over and broken chainlink fence on two sides.  It wasn't salvageable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I could probably keep the children from wandering away without a fence, the dog is not so bright.  I don't want to have to walk him every time he wants to go out, so we need a fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only kind of fence we could afford to pay someone else to build was chainlink, so we're building it ourselves.  (Don't you love my use of the word "we" as if I had a larger part in the fence building than holding the posts and helping get them level?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After calling around to Lowes, Home Depot and an actual lumber yard, Home Depot's prices were the best.  During the phone call, they said they could deliver on Saturday if we made our order by 2 o'clock on Friday, but when I went to the store, they said it would be Tuesday before they brought the wood.  I protested and sitting there holding a baby and with 3 other children swarming around me, they must have felt pity for my pathetic state, because they promised to squeeze us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paid someone to dig the post holes, so we were able to start setting the posts in right away.  It takes a long time to get them in and leveled though.  We've managed about 4 every 1.5 hours.  We have one post left on the back of the property and 24 on the side yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, of course, we'll also have to put a fence across the yard to close it all in.  At this rate, maybe we'll have a fully fenced backyard by the end of summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8005429652524828181?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8005429652524828181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8005429652524828181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8005429652524828181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8005429652524828181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-fences-make-good-neighbors.html' title='Good Fences Make Good Neighbors'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/437763789_75159c90db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-9141006889709597129</id><published>2007-03-28T16:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T13:56:45.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint stripping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clawfoot tub'/><title type='text'>Stripping the Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/437761841/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/437761841_06c3d99933_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/437761841/"&gt;Stripping the clawfeet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The clawfoot tub we have is salvaged and in pretty good condition with a still good finish on it. Naturally, there has to be a "but" coming though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT -- it only came with three feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously that wouldn't do us a lot of good, now would it.  Fortunately, there is a good architectural salvage place (&lt;a href="http://www.thepreservationstation.com/"&gt;Preservation Station&lt;/a&gt;) in Nashville that carries a lot of old house stuff.  They have tons of tub legs and fortunately, my missing leg was a pretty common one (sort of).  I have the decorative, claw version of a basic leg.  The plain ones are easy to find.  Apparently the others are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going against the back wall though, so I can live without the decoration on that foot -- and they even sandblasted the paint off for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other three legs needed a lot more help.  I got three cheap plastic buckets at Home Depot (I wish I had been saving all the various food containers, but these were only $.88) and some Citristrip.  My preferred strippers are Citristrip and Safest Stripper, but when it will do the job, I like Citristrip because it doesn't burn my skin as quickly and it smells some what better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dumped the stripper over the legs in the buckets, waited a few hours , scrubbed them with a stiff brush and hosed them off.  Then I doused the legs again and repeated the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I was left with feet that are probably perfectly adequate for repainting.  I'll probably take the wire brush attachment for our drill to them though to clean them up a bit more before calling them done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RgrclgnLJsI/AAAAAAAAACU/WnTwM-DPozc/s1600-h/clawfeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RgrclgnLJsI/AAAAAAAAACU/WnTwM-DPozc/s320/clawfeet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047088869389575874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-9141006889709597129?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9141006889709597129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=9141006889709597129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/9141006889709597129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/9141006889709597129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/stripping-feet.html' title='Stripping the Feet'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/437761841_06c3d99933_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-4454258328921813438</id><published>2007-03-15T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T13:57:14.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clawfoot tub'/><title type='text'>Bathroom Jewelry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/422389604/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/422389604_f112a316bd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/422389604/"&gt;DSCF4245&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The faucet, supply lines and drain are all here for my clawfoot tub.  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-4454258328921813438?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4454258328921813438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=4454258328921813438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4454258328921813438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4454258328921813438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/bathroom-jewelry.html' title='Bathroom Jewelry'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/422389604_f112a316bd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-5268433968683686445</id><published>2007-03-13T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:06:23.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Plant Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/419595425/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/419595425_158547cf1b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/419595425/"&gt;DSCF4234&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/curmudgeonry/"&gt;JordanaA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we got a contract on our house, I insisted that we include a line saying that I got to divide perennials and bulbs.  That's all well and good and I've been dividing my heart out.  Unfortunately, there aren't any nice flower beds at the Purple House to put the plants in.  So, I've taken over a few spots, including this crummy bed by the back patio, as plant nurseries to keep my babies alive until I have time to dig them proper homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to take cuttings from the two climbing roses I planted last year, but I don't know where to put them so they can climb to their hearts' contents while I figure out permanent locations for them.  Any suggestions?&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-5268433968683686445?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5268433968683686445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=5268433968683686445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5268433968683686445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/5268433968683686445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/plant-nursery.html' title='Plant Nursery'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/419595425_158547cf1b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-628297624307049296</id><published>2007-03-12T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:02:32.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plumbing'/><title type='text'>Siding and Other Things</title><content type='html'>The house is coming along.  I'm still dubious (as is everyone else) that we will meet our mid-April deadline, when our current house closes.  But we have all the new windows in (with all their sashes) and all the new siding is up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYemI6nOXI/AAAAAAAAACE/vDvLM5dkIi8/s1600-h/siding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYemI6nOXI/AAAAAAAAACE/vDvLM5dkIi8/s320/siding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041250473465035122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plumbing is for the downstairs is roughed in and tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYe2o6nOYI/AAAAAAAAACM/_RaqMYrQnjc/s1600-h/plumbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYe2o6nOYI/AAAAAAAAACM/_RaqMYrQnjc/s320/plumbing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041250756932876674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we get some termite damage to a sill repaired, we can get the floors put back together and readied for tile in the laundry room and master bathroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-628297624307049296?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/628297624307049296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=628297624307049296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/628297624307049296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/628297624307049296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/siding-and-other-things.html' title='Siding and Other Things'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYemI6nOXI/AAAAAAAAACE/vDvLM5dkIi8/s72-c/siding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-4871099591983690120</id><published>2007-03-12T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:02:04.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>New Pets</title><content type='html'>My children, who have not been entirely sure that our move to the "big, scary, purple house" will be a good thing, are much more excited, now that they've discovered that the house comes with a whole family of "pets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYbqY6nOWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uSWxZhAaq0c/s1600-h/snakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYbqY6nOWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uSWxZhAaq0c/s320/snakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041247247944595810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I am less than thrilled by the discovery.  Indiana Jones and I feel much the same way about the critters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-4871099591983690120?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4871099591983690120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=4871099591983690120' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4871099591983690120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4871099591983690120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-pets.html' title='New Pets'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RfYbqY6nOWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uSWxZhAaq0c/s72-c/snakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-306010857741927321</id><published>2007-03-09T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:03:26.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><title type='text'>Deadlines</title><content type='html'>A week ago, we put our current house on the market.  We got one person who was desperate to see it that night, so we were disappointed the next morning to hear that it wasn't what they were looking for.  We had one showing on Saturday, but never heard anything.  Our open house was on Sunday and we returned home afterwards to be greeted at the front gate by our realtor with the news that we not only had an offer, but an offer for more than the asking price. I guess location really is everything.  Too bad we are moving to a less desirable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, assuming the appraisal and inspection go well, which we have no reason to believe they won't, we'll be closing in mid-April.  Which means we really need to get things moving along at the Big Purple House.  Right now there isn't a working bathroom, kitchen or laundry room.  In fact, the water is totally shut off over there and the only "plumbing" is the port-a-potty in the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, great strides have been made in that department in the last two days.  I believe that by the end of today, the plumbing for most, if not all, of the downstairs will be roughed in.  If we can get our concrete guys in to cover things back up and get the sub-floor down next week, perhaps we could be ready for tile very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I've been working on something pretty much unimportant.  I put in the contract that I wanted to divide plants and take some things with me.  So I've been out digging up the flower beds, dividing almost everything.  Where I'll put things over at the purple house where there are no flower beds at present, is another question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-306010857741927321?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/306010857741927321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=306010857741927321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/306010857741927321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/306010857741927321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-7378248781672108985</id><published>2007-03-07T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:03:57.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='windows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='door'/><title type='text'>Salvage</title><content type='html'>In order to save money, we're using a lot of salvaged items.  Sometimes, of course, really cool salvage might be quite expensive, but in our case, the things we're using are not pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're reworking the whole back of the house, moving a doorway and some windows.  Most of the things back there weren't original anyway.  Half of the back of the house was once a back porch that got enclosed at some point and the enclosure wasn't done well -- leading to our having to rebuild some of the walls and part of the foundation.  So we pretty much had free reign to put things back there where we wanted them and we could use any size windows and doors we could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally we wanted things that would suit the house, but when dealing with things you don't order brand new just for the house, sometimes you have to make compromises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our biggest compromise is the new back door.  It was found at a Habitat Home Store and since it had sat around for a long time, they sold it for $30.  It's brand new, never installed and from Pella's architectural series.  It's a gorgeous and huge door that will let in a lot of light in our new kitchen.  Unfortunately, it is also a prairie style.  But for the price, we decided we could live with something less than perfectly architecturally matched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/Re77eZLNwoI/AAAAAAAAABs/Wmjku3WKdls/s1600-h/backdoor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/Re77eZLNwoI/AAAAAAAAABs/Wmjku3WKdls/s320/backdoor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039241532646736514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got two long, narrow, wooden one over one windows at the Habitat store.  These were also brand new and never installed and both from MW.  One was in perfect condition, but since it had been sitting around for a while they sold it for $50.  The other was missing the bottom sash.  They sold it for $10.  It drove my husband nuts to chase down the necessary competent people at Lowes, but we got the sash ordered.  It cost about $51 for the sash, which should be in, in the next few days.  They aren't as big as the original windows which were wider and about 8 feet tall, but being wood and one over ones like the originals keeps them from standing out as different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finally, we are using a real salvaged old window, which was also a bit of a compromise.  I wanted a decorative window that matched the diamond pattern in the front windows of our house to sit over the clawfoot tub (also salvage) we'll be installing.  The only windows I found that were an exact match, were pretty expensive.  We found one with bigger diamond panes for about half the price of the perfect matches and I think it goes well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/Re79r5LNwpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vZPN60YM2PE/s1600-h/diamondwindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/Re79r5LNwpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vZPN60YM2PE/s320/diamondwindow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039243963598226066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be trimming the door and all the new windows with trim that matches what's original to the house and everything has been installed at heights that are in keeping with what is original.  While a later owner may easily be able to tell that none of these were part of the house, I think we're mostly maintaining the character and style -- or at least in the case of the back door, putting on something really nice that some one with more money can replace later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-7378248781672108985?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7378248781672108985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=7378248781672108985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7378248781672108985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7378248781672108985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/03/salvage.html' title='Salvage'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/Re77eZLNwoI/AAAAAAAAABs/Wmjku3WKdls/s72-c/backdoor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-4821953691539893067</id><published>2007-02-22T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:48:10.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh</title><content type='html'>The NY Times has an article about &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/22/garden/22depression.html?_r=1&amp;pagewanted=1&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;post-renovation depression&lt;/a&gt;.  Once people finish their projects they find themselves depressed thinking about all the things they could have done and wondering what to do with all the free time they find themselves with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a split second I wondered whether I would be depressed when we finished our renovation.  Then I remembered two things.  One, we have four children that we homeschool.  Filling empty time has never been a problem.  Two, we'll never actually be done with our renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The NYT article spotted by my buddy &lt;a href="http://nastybrutish-n-short.com/blog/2007/02/when_the_revolution_comes.html"&gt;NBS&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-4821953691539893067?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4821953691539893067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=4821953691539893067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4821953691539893067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4821953691539893067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-4206203884661825387</id><published>2007-02-21T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:04:27.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='termites'/><title type='text'>Munch, Munch</title><content type='html'>Apparently at some time in its past the Purple House had so many termites dining on it that it's a wonder nobody actually heard them gobbling away.  Or maybe they did.  Fortunately for us, we haven't found any active colonies.  Unfortunately, every time we turn around, we find more old damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we bought the house we knew one sill had some termite damage.  We didn't know it how extensive, until we pulled the floor above it up.  We've found a few other sills that also had extensive damage and the whole back of the house seems to have had a major infestation.  The good news is that because we found termite damage to the old sheathing when we were taking off the  siding on the back of the house, we're going to be able to insulate  the kitchen from the outside without ripping down the plaster on the inside.  Not the ideal method, but now the whole back of the house will be insulated, sheathed and Tyveked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be spending next winter in the kitchen, laundry room or master bathroom.  I guess that means life won't really be changing much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-4206203884661825387?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4206203884661825387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=4206203884661825387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4206203884661825387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/4206203884661825387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/munch-munch.html' title='Munch, Munch'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-6065574847001660282</id><published>2007-02-17T11:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:04:55.505-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acquaintances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy people'/><title type='text'>These are the People In My Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the Big Purple House, we've added a whole new assortment of acquaintances.  First, there is the previous owner -- she was a stripper.  The carpenters she stiffed on redoing the kitchen and whose tools she stole? -- they are identical twins, country musicians and excellent cabinet builders and carpenters.  Thanks to the previous owner, we've had our first ever encounter with a repo-man.  The neighbor across the street is a French interior decorator specializing in faux painting and fancy plasterwork.  The guy who does most of the lawn care in the neighborhood and who we got to help us clear the jungle goes by the sole name of Junior.  We got &lt;a href="http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-that-tree-as-i-mentioned-below-we.html"&gt;Crazy Billy&lt;/a&gt; to cut down our tree, and made another neighbor mad in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sorry to be leaving the neighborhood we live in now, but we sure will have more interesting stories to tell about the people who came into our lives thanks to the Big Purple House.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-6065574847001660282?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6065574847001660282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=6065574847001660282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/6065574847001660282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/6065574847001660282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-are-people-in-my-neighborhood.html' title='These are the People In My Neighborhood'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-72237212465863131</id><published>2007-02-14T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:32:55.452-06:00</updated><title type='text'>House Cleaning and Packing</title><content type='html'>That's where I've been for the last week. Last Monday or Tuesday our real estate agent called and asked if, although our current house isn't on the market, if we'd be willing to show it over the weekend to a house-hunter coming in from out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we were, and what followed was a week of frantic house cleaning and packing. Fortunately, we'd gotten a Mobile Attic storage container delivered to the back yard a few days before, so we actually had a place to stick the stuff we packed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house has never been as clean as it was on Sunday when the buyer came through -- not even when we had it on the &lt;a href="http://curmudgeonry.mu.nu/archives/173452.php"&gt;neighborhood home tour&lt;/a&gt; last April -- then I didn't let people look at my closets or bathrooms. But we didn't get an offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would have been too good to be true, I suppose. I'm sorry to have not gotten the place sold without even having to list it and go through open houses and the like, but apparently the buyer wanted an old house she could &lt;s&gt;muck up&lt;/s&gt; remodel into something modern. Our house is already not particularly pure and untouched, but it still maintains a lot of the character and feel of an older house and I would sort of hate to see someone come in and transform it into something really modernist. So I'm not particularly broken hearted that she didn't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that we're farther along towards being ready for listing the place than we would be otherwise. The bad news is we still have to paint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-72237212465863131?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/72237212465863131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=72237212465863131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/72237212465863131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/72237212465863131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/house-cleaning-and-packing.html' title='House Cleaning and Packing'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-7016311359934789028</id><published>2007-02-07T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:01:00.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><title type='text'>Will It Stay Purple?</title><content type='html'>One of the first questions people ask when they hear we bought a purple house is whether or not we intend to change the color.  In fact, all our neighbors asked the same thing.  It's really more of a lavender than a Barney purple, with grey and black accents, but I can't say the colors were ones I would have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I love the colors and I don't really think they are historically right for the house, and the previous owner didn't even do a great job on the painting, but it is freshly painted.  It's definitely better than nothing and gives the house some protection from the elements.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of other things for us to spend money on, so until it absolutely needs repainting our neighbors are just going to have to get used to purple.  I think it will look a lot better once I dig out some flower beds and get my hands dirty with some landscaping projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-7016311359934789028?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7016311359934789028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=7016311359934789028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7016311359934789028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/7016311359934789028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/will-it-stay-purple.html' title='Will It Stay Purple?'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-1725120291112562303</id><published>2007-02-06T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:05:18.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry chute'/><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>Unsurprisingly with four children, I do a lot of laundry.  So while we are planning the arrangement for our the laundry room, master bathroom and all, I asked that we find some way to put a pass-through door from the master suite into the laundry room-- sort of like a sideways laundry chute.  So our architect added one to our plans.  I'll be able to stick clothes from the master closet right into the laundry and send them back the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RclSiS9ncAI/AAAAAAAAABg/PQHmpctIR-Q/s1600-h/laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RclSiS9ncAI/AAAAAAAAABg/PQHmpctIR-Q/s320/laundry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028641208095174658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also dropping into the laundry room will be a laundry chute for the clothes from upstairs.  We had one in the house I grew up in in Ohio and I loved being able to through my clothes down, although I confess to often stuffing too much down at once and having to find a broom to unjam the thing.  Maybe it will encourage the kids to pick up their laundry, at least until the novelty wears off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-1725120291112562303?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1725120291112562303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=1725120291112562303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1725120291112562303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1725120291112562303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/laundry-unsurprisingly-with-four.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RclSiS9ncAI/AAAAAAAAABg/PQHmpctIR-Q/s72-c/laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-3171443215867992331</id><published>2007-02-02T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:05:58.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House Style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turn-of-the-Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neo-Classical'/><title type='text'>What Kind of House is It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcTUzi9nb_I/AAAAAAAAABU/TFEJKWzrzEI/s1600-h/purplehouse+artistic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcTUzi9nb_I/AAAAAAAAABU/TFEJKWzrzEI/s320/purplehouse+artistic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027377066075975666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first started looking at the big purple house, we called it a Victorian.  But it didn't really seem all that Victorian.  It's almost perfectly symmetrical and the window and door casings really seemed more like those in a Craftsman house.  It was also built in 1909.  Some folk Victorians were still being built, but it was really the end of the era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started researching the style.  First, we went to the &lt;a href="http://nashville.gov/mhc/mhzc_main.htm"&gt;Metropolitan Historic Zoning Commission's website&lt;/a&gt; and pulled up their documents about guidelines for &lt;a href="ftp://ftp.nashville.gov/web/mhc/design_guidelines_rev_Eastwood.pdf"&gt;the area&lt;/a&gt; into which we were moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In their guidelines, they refer to the purple house's style simply as a "Turn-of-the-Century" which is an unsatisfying name, to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to find out more and see if another name existed.  So we checked out &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Field-Guide-American-Houses/dp/0394510321/sr=8-1/qid=1170440395/ref=sr_1_1/002-2332315-0360822?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;A Field Guide to American Houses&lt;/a&gt; by by Virginia and Lee Mcalester.  And there it was -- our house is an eclectic Neo-Classical cottage.  Also, worth noting, it is essentially a one-story Foursquare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-3171443215867992331?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3171443215867992331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=3171443215867992331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3171443215867992331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/3171443215867992331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-kind-of-house-is-it-when-we-first.html' title='What Kind of House is It?'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcTUzi9nb_I/AAAAAAAAABU/TFEJKWzrzEI/s72-c/purplehouse+artistic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8286693323808439463</id><published>2007-01-30T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:31:07.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Renovation Project</title><content type='html'>Work at the Big Purple Money Pit continues. We got the rest of the hall bathroom demolished and pulled out the bath tub. We had considered leaving the tub in place, but are happy that we pulled it out. The joist under it had been cut at some point and it was essentially unsupported. It would have really sucked to start a bath on the first floor and finished it in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've almost got our ideas hashed out with the architect for how to finish the back of the downstairs and rework the upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I'm feeling beaten down by the process. It seems like we'll never be able to put the house back in order and live there. Right now, with no working plumbing and several walls ripped out, it may arguably be less valuable than it was when we bought it, despite have a firmer foundation and new wiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is now a sounder place and we're getting to the point where we can start putting it back together again, but it still feels like it's not coming together. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8286693323808439463?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8286693323808439463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8286693323808439463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8286693323808439463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8286693323808439463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/01/big-renovation-project-work-at-big.html' title='The Big Renovation Project'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-266464935138568229</id><published>2007-01-22T11:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:29:30.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coal Miner's Wife</title><content type='html'>This is what you look after you take down a ceiling in a house that was heated for many years with coal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN6Py9nb-I/AAAAAAAAABI/EzqVrS4UqTE/s1600-h/coaldust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN6Py9nb-I/AAAAAAAAABI/EzqVrS4UqTE/s320/coaldust.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026996020872441826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, should you try this in your own home -- wear a respirator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-266464935138568229?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/266464935138568229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=266464935138568229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/266464935138568229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/266464935138568229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/01/coal-miners-wife-this-is-what-you-look.html' title='Coal Miner&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN6Py9nb-I/AAAAAAAAABI/EzqVrS4UqTE/s72-c/coaldust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-1138789266181783843</id><published>2007-01-22T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:06:57.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>About That Tree</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned below, we had to take down a very large, very rotten tree. It wasn't a particularly nice tree -- just a hackberry, but it was huge. We got the best price on taking it down from a guy known to some as "Crazy Billy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Billy might not be what you'd call an educated man and looking at him just might make you think of Deliverance, but he knows trees and he knows how to cut them down safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Crazy Billy and his guys were roping up and cutting the large limbs off the giant hackberry when one of our neighbors to be came running up, demanding they stop immediately and come down. Apparently the neighbor started demanding their license and taking photos of their trucks to document what was going on and when words were exchanged, they went inside and complained to our carpenters about the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the neighbors called Justin, saying that it was a "historic" tree and would irreparably change the skyline. They wanted to know who diagnosed that the tree was rotten and noted that "the tree guys didn't seem very educated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hate to make enemies with neighbors we haven't even met yet. The other three neighbors we've met have all been extremely nice and neighborly. At least this couple doesn't live right next door. Of course, since they aren't even right next door, one wonders even more at their extreme concern over our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures of the rot just in case we ever hear any more about it. But I'd rather have angry neighbors than a rotten tree in a yard I hope to let my kids run around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN5qC9nb9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xB0ncqECfew/s1600-h/rottentree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN5qC9nb9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xB0ncqECfew/s320/rottentree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026995372332380114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-1138789266181783843?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1138789266181783843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=1138789266181783843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1138789266181783843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/1138789266181783843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-that-tree-as-i-mentioned-below-we.html' title='About That Tree'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN5qC9nb9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xB0ncqECfew/s72-c/rottentree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8429181199863786794</id><published>2007-01-22T11:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:07:25.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Things are still moving along at the purple house. Of course, we originally hoped we'd be moving in right about now, but naturally that was over optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's what's been done to date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;all new duct work and a new upstairs HVAC unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;new wiring, new wire from the street, wiring to the garage and a 200amp service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;new metal porch roof and new soffits around the porch with vents (three rotten layers were removed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN2qC9nb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7nY-w8jTOrA/s1600-h/porchroof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN2qC9nb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7nY-w8jTOrA/s320/porchroof.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026992073797496722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a foundation around one room of the house, where we discovered the studs were sitting in dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;one room jacked up and no longer sloping crazily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;new doors on the garage, termite damage removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN3JC9nb7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/hpNxfka_N_A/s1600-h/garage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN3JC9nb7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/hpNxfka_N_A/s320/garage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026992606373441458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;jungle in the back yard cleared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;hall bathroom gutted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;back utility room gutted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN3Xi9nb8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/H9OCuAvU93o/s1600-h/guttingbackroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN3Xi9nb8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/H9OCuAvU93o/s320/guttingbackroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026992855481544642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;flammable 1970s insulation removed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;130 foot tall, 5 foot in diameter tree with significant rot from base up to five feet taken down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about covers it. Today we meet with our architect to go over his plans to put the bathrooms, laundry room, kitchen and upstairs back together.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I will share the story of the tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8429181199863786794?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8429181199863786794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8429181199863786794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8429181199863786794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8429181199863786794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/01/update-things-are-still-moving-along-at.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/RcN2qC9nb5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/7nY-w8jTOrA/s72-c/porchroof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-8460250146265423434</id><published>2007-01-04T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T09:27:16.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens When You Are in the Middle of a Big Renovation?</title><content type='html'>We all know to expect time delays and unforeseen costs, right? Naturally those things are happening. Although things are moving right along and we've had very good luck getting people to come work on the big purple house, but when you clear away brush and find a quater acre of trash, a five foot in diameter rotten tree, and a destroyed fence where you thought it to be intact or when you pull off fake panelling and find studs sitting in dirt, well, these little surprises take time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when one of the family cars decides to die on the side of the interstate? You just have to be glad it is the ancient Volvo and not the vehicle that can carry the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, things are progressing as expected in our renovations of the purple house. The HVAC work is finished. The electricians are mostly finished. The porch roof is just waiting for its metal. The back jungle has been cleared and leveled. A foundation guy is going to be taking care of the room that had studs sitting in dirt. One bathroom has been demolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our original plan saw us hoping to move in some time in January. I suppose it should be obvious that that is not going to happen. However, the bright side of moving it a little later is that we'll be ready to put our current house on the market when more people are ready to start house hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-8460250146265423434?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8460250146265423434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=8460250146265423434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8460250146265423434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/8460250146265423434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-happens-when-you-are-in-middle-of.html' title='What Happens When You Are in the Middle of a Big Renovation?'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-116603927173007695</id><published>2006-12-13T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T13:47:51.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't think it was my first priority, but at a certain point you take the contractor who can get to you first.  We have a roofer we already knew we were going to use and he could start removing the porch roof today, so there you go.  It was, of course, worse than we realized.  It had three layers on it and they were all rotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the porch roof off means that the electricians can wire for ceiling fans on the porch without tearing up the beadboard ceiling, so that's a big plus.  The electricians start next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-116603927173007695?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/116603927173007695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=116603927173007695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116603927173007695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116603927173007695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-didnt-think-it-was-my-first-priority.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-116596468599769635</id><published>2006-12-12T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:04:46.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We've closed.  The house is ours.  Doom begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to be done and I wish it were all finished and behind us.  The place needs to be rewired.  We have a lot of plumbing to do.  The kitchen isn't finished.  We need a fence to keep our dog and children in.  The HVAC system apparently needs $10-15,000 worth of work and not the original estimate we got of $2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we need to get enough done to be living in the place within 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, one can live in a construction zone and we will be living in one, but I want to get as much done as possible before we move.  Life with four children, one husband, a dog and homeschooling is already enough to keep one busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-116596468599769635?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/116596468599769635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=116596468599769635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116596468599769635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116596468599769635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2006/12/weve-closed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-116584964576582861</id><published>2006-12-11T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T09:07:25.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/curmudgeonry/sets/72157594415252442/"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that none of the stuff is ours.  These are from when we were looking at the house in late summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-116584964576582861?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/116584964576582861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=116584964576582861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116584964576582861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116584964576582861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-note-that-none-of-stuff-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-116584632798983304</id><published>2006-12-11T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:12:08.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is closing day.  We're going to actually own the money pit.  I hope we love it or at least don't hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-116584632798983304?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/116584632798983304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=116584632798983304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116584632798983304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116584632798983304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-closing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37822014.post-116476540516002871</id><published>2006-11-28T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:21:00.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The House I Have Now</title><content type='html'>About four and a half years ago, my husband and I were moving back from Alaska to Tennessee, buying our first house and expecting our second child.  We flew down from Fairbanks on a whirlwind house hunting trip, found a house we really liked on the first day, made an offer, and closed on the deal within a month.  It was easy.  We loved our completely renovated "older" house.  We loved our neighborhood.  We swore we were never going to move again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5865/64/1600/333538/whitehouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5865/64/320/599526/whitehouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of those four years, everyone else in the city seemed to decide they loved our neighborhood too.  Prices shot through the roof and we were now living in a house we could never have afforded to buy.  And of course, everyone else's houses gained as much or more value.  We couldn't afford any other house in the neighborhood either.  But that was fine, because we were never moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, for that plan, over the course of four years we welcomed not only that child I was expecting when we bought the house, but two more children and a dog into the family.  And the children didn't stay little.  They kept growing bigger and bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly those 1800 sq. ft. and three bedrooms were a tight squeeze.  We weren't about to move, so we downloaded SketchUp and started playing around with plans for an addition.  But nothing pleased us.  Nothing seemed like it would do everything we wanted it to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my husband's siblings started house-hunting.  It seemed like the thing to do and so I started casually browsing the listings.  Our wishlist was very specific.  The house had to be older.  We prefered something Victorian.  It had to be close to downtown.  It had to be bigger and have a layout that would suit our family.  It had to have some yard.  It had to...well, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing on our side of town met the first (and unmentioned above) criteria -- we had to be able to afford to buy it.  So we started looking on the other side of the river.  That side of town was, in the late 1800s and early 1900s, the place to live.  But it became very run down and though it has been coming up for a long time, still has cheaper houses than where I live now.  One day we were tooling around and saw a FSBO house that looked promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped and knocked on the door and they let us come in to look around.  The first few rooms were really pretty, but hmmm...that bathroom leaves a lot to be desired.  And there isn't a kitchen!  And well, you say the electrical system isn't working right and half the lights won't turn on?  Well, isn't that special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, we came back and looked around again a few days later.  We made an offer and got a contract.  We had a certain number in mind for how much it would cost to finish up the place.  Then we had an inspection and talked to some contractors and electricians.  We cancelled the contract and the homeowner put the house on the market through an agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at some other houses, but nothing worked out.  We decided to stay put, but the house still felt cramped and crowded.  We kept thinking about the big purple house and we kept watching the asking price steadily drop.  Finally the asking price reached a point very close to the number in our heads for where could afford to buy the place and do the things it needed done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made an offer and after a lot of back and forth and refusals on our part to pay all the closing costs normally carried by the seller, we had a new contract.  We knew, more or less what we were getting into this time around.  We know upfront what many of our costs will be and we're fortunate that we can continue to live in our current house while the new house gets a complete electrical overhaul, some new plumbing and the kitchen gets more or less completed.  I'm some what overwhelmed to be leaving my nice cozy, finished home for all the work the new place will need even after those big things are done, but I'm looking forward to the space and the more historical house.  The rest remains to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5865/64/1600/768534/purplehouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5865/64/320/922752/purplehouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37822014-116476540516002871?l=bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/116476540516002871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37822014&amp;postID=116476540516002871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116476540516002871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37822014/posts/default/116476540516002871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigpurplehouse.blogspot.com/2006/11/house-i-have-now.html' title='The House I Have Now'/><author><name>Jordana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597512952805238754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mO1Cjv3z1CE/SjEmxdJ1fAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/f8ln_vFzPVs/S220/Jordana+at+graduation.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
