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Toasty

Merry Christmas Eggers, one and all!

Enjoy your day with family and friends in front of a roaring fire. Don’t have one?

Use mine!

Pretty darn warm, huh?

Bottle warmers

I may have mentioned a time or two that I grew up in Kentucky.

Kentucky is known for a lot of things –both good and bad — but one of the truly exceptional things we make is bourbon whiskey.

Maker’s Mark, to be specific.

And at this time of year, true aficionados treat their Maker’s to a holiday gift or two.

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Have you bought your bourbon a little something-something for Christmas?

On the move

Since I graduated from college, I have lived in four cities.

I like moving. I like change.

I have spent on average seven years in each city before I got ‘the itch’ to make a move.

Someone asked me recently if I ever considered moving back to any of the places I’ve already lived. Honestly, I have not.

Moving has always been an opportunity to discover a new city, new people,  and a new way of life.

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But will I say never, though?  Absolutely not.

That’s when I’m guaranteed to reappear!

Alert the media

There are alphabets in my oatmeal!

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‘C’ is the first letter of my first name!  My last name,  too!

What can it mean?

From a ladder

It hurts to raise my arms.

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I painted my bathroom today, then recaulked my tub.

Even typing hurts.

Home improvement begats very short blogs.

Hang in there

You can find art — and drama — almost anywhere.

Case in point:

hang in there

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course, I still argue that the toilet paper (and the desperate couple pictured here) should be clinging to life on the back side of the roll.

That’s how I was raised. That’s how I roll.

Statistics say I’m in the minority with 80 percent of folks adopting the over-the-roll method.

Sad that so many people are wrong.

Home on the range

I had never watched HGTV until a recent trip to Lexington, Kentucky. After a weekend with my friends Vikki and Ella, I was hooked, and now HGTV is the official background noise in my apartment.

Sorry, Food Network. You’ve been replaced.

love it or list itA show that I now see a bit too often is Love It or List It.

A realtor and a home designer vie to fix the problems of a homeowner.

The realtor looks for a suitable new purchase. The home designer rehabs the current house on a set budget.  At the end of the program, the homeowners to have decide to “love it or list it.”

Way too often the owners keep the current house even though the designer wasn’t able to fix their problems, and the realtor found a home that met all their list of must-haves.

Why can’t people leave their trouble-filled homes?  Is it inertia?  Nostalgia for four walls with a roof?

I just don’t get it.

I have lived in nine different places since I moved out on my own, three of which I have owned, and I never shed a tear when I moved on to the next one…especially if the new place better met my needs.

Am I heartless?  Hopeless?

List it, baby, list it.