Well, folks, I hope this is the final chapter in the ongoing saga of whatever-it-is-that's-happening-here at Chez Magpie. (and here you thought I was done....). The removal of small table from the living room to take up residence beneath the small fridge in the storage room left a gaping hole and 'stuff' that didn't have a home. Hmmmm. Whilst out and about Friday morning Resident Chef made the clever suggestion that maybe we could just have a wee peek at the thrift store to see if there might be a nice 'little' table (please do note....the usage of the word 'little').
Alas no tables but (and here's where the NEXT debacle began) there just so happened to be a really pretty bakers rack. Hmmm....said I. And Hmmmmm. said he. Out came the measuring tape and yes it would fit. Okay - done.
But...ummmmm - how to shoehorn it into the back of our Rav4. 3 men working their so-called magic after much pondering and test fitting....all the while refusing to listen to the one lonely woman who just 'happened' to have an idea. Funny thing....they finally resorted (under much male testosterone duress, I might add) to using my idea. Unfortunately said idea, altho' good in theory, ended up with the passenger seat pushed as far forward as it would go. Have I mentioned that I have a 36" inseam? And that the passenger seat is where I sit?? Now you know why you have an ear worm stuck in your brain...."Knees Up, Mother Brown" or maybe a mental picture of a can of sardines.
And then.....then.....came the question of how to haul it up to the apartment. Yet more raised eyebrows in the building lobby as we trundled through with said baker's rack on our trusty little cart. Sometimes I think we live here just for the amusement of the masses.
Oh, and did I mention that Resident Chef then decided that he could take said rack apart so that I (note.....the use of the word 'I' as opposed to 'HE') could paint the wooden shelf part? That, of course, meant crawling about on the floor and the inevitable beached whale syndrome when trying to get up again. He also decided he would remove the wine rack part because we very rarely drink wine. Altho - I might JUST consider taking it up if all this upheaval continues.
Not a great picture, but here it is in situ....
- THIS is another cute little project that would make great gifts.
- And HERE is another one!
- If you're thinking about making coasters as gifts, perhaps something in THIS list of possibilities might catch your eye. Some are free and some are paid.
- There's a link HERE to download a very lovely magazine (free, too!!)
Today's quote..."Life doesn't allow for us to go back and fix what we have done wrong in the past, but it does allow for us to live each day better than our last"
I just bought artificial grapes and I washed them. Only in Magpieland would we ever encounter such a phrase, said straight faced.ReplyDelete
Gosh, you're tall! You have eight inches on me. Aside from personal comments, the baker's rack is really a find. The kind of thing it would be a shame not to bring home...
Really? Doesn't everybody wash their artificial grapes? Who knew!Delete
Yes, I'm 5'!0" and I'm the shortie in the family - DH used to be 6'2" (but he's shrinking) and our sons are 6'4" and 6'8".
You're the first person I've heard of buying them!Delete
Good to know I'm an original!Delete
Oh, I so needed a chuckle this morning! Your blog posts are so entertaining! Thank you.ReplyDelete
Great links too.
You're welcome. I aim to please.Delete
I am a bit disappointed that the old mattress wasn’t thrown over the balcony. 😉 I cringe at the thought of moving one single thing in our house, for that leads to another, then another. You know like upsetting the apple cart. Well, all ‘s well that ends well. The baker’s rack is perfect and so are the cross-stitched pieces. And, happy anniversary!ReplyDelete
In our house that syndrome is called the 'galloping ick'. For the moment we've sworn off moving anything else, at least for the foreseeable future anyway!Delete
I enjoyed your mumblings today and I can identify with you. We are overflowing here in our sprawling house of 4 bedrooms and 3 baths because neither my husband or I will part with anything. We are constantly shifting things to make room for more. I have just settled my parents estate and it took me 2 months to deal with the sorting,etc so...now I am trying to reason with my hubby to start the process. He is 75 and I am 71. It's time.💖ReplyDelete
Living in a 2 bedroom apartment means we can't have too much 'stuff' but, having said that, it's amazing just how much we can manage to shoehorn into a small space. I'm working hard to downsize my craft supplies but then something happens like a new baby on the way and it grows again. Good luck with getting rid of your excess - it's not easy!Delete
Your moving stuff adventures are better reading than any book this year. I will miss the joy of reading them. Would you consider writing a comedy blog section? You have a gift.ReplyDelete
Writing comedy? I've actually been told that before, but have to admit I have to be inspired and can't come up with anything on demand.Delete
You should be writing for a sit com somewhere. Your experience has "I Love Lucy" written all over it. Today's projects are cuties. Love the dainty machine/hand stitched coasters and the magazine.ReplyDelete
Ah yes, 'I Love Lucy' - our lives here can often rival that of Lucy and Desi for sure. Good thing we both possess a good sense of humour. Maybe one day I'll post about a few other debacles we've been through.Delete
Well done! Hopefully the only projects in your near future involve fabric, thread and yarn.ReplyDelete
Yes, right now I could do with some quiet stitching time after all the heaving and hoing (and glowing!) of the past few days.Delete
LOL I am short and push the seat far back in the vehicle so I have room to stretch out. I can only imagine how much you felt like a can of sardines.ReplyDelete
Harvey laughs at me because before I get down on the floor I search out a way to be able to get up. If I didn't I would still be on the floor.
You sound like me - I'm sure to look for a way to manage to get back up too. This getting older isn't for the weak and feeble minded that's for sure!Delete
I like the Bakers rack. How good it was to have learned furniture refinishing. It looks very professional on the silverware chest. It has been entertaining to read of the past 'doings' but hope it's smooth sailing from now on. Enjoy the day.ReplyDelete
I might have known how to refinish furniture back then but of course have forgotten all I ever knew. Either way I'm happy to have that silverware chest even if I rarely use the contents.Delete
Congratulations on your thrift shop find! The rack is perfect and all's well that ends well!! I loved that the men had to use your idea begrudgingly in the end. That happens a lot here!! Christine xxReplyDelete
I don't suppose baker's racks are 'in' at the moment but I don't care. It suits our purposes perfectly so it's all good.Delete
I always wanted a bakers rack but never had a place to put one. Looks great!ReplyDelete
I've liked them too but up until now had no use for one. It suits our purposes perfectly - I'm happy that we have a place to put pictures of our 'grandies'.Delete
Your stories are always entertaining, Mary Anne, and your new bakers rack is pretty! Don't know that I would have thought of taking it apart to paint the shelf. Genius!ReplyDelete
The reason Resident Chef wanted to take it apart to paint the shelf is probably because I'm a messy painter!Delete