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Bones

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Our new, massive renovation project, the krakhaus, has got some problem with bones — literal and otherwise. I’ll get to the skeleton in a…

Captain Planet!

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I really hate to … … sound like a know-it-all … be in the spotlight, and … toot my own horn That’s not multiple…

Peanut butter better

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What does Indiana Jones have in common with homemade peanut butter? (Besides being kick-ass?) Watch this video to find out. Yes, it’s three minutes….

Introducing: The Krakhaus

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Hubby and I have a sickness. We can’t look at a dilapidated, rotting old home without seeing its potential. When we found this neighborhood…

No Pain, No Stain

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Making a wood stain with tea is supposed to be easy. I mean, this self-proclaimed “cake baker, dinner maker, picture taker” succeeded spectacularly. If…

After the storm

After the storm

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You might have seen news about the massive storm system that ripped through the South yesterday. Thankfully no tornadoes touched down in our neck…

Bike thieves, beware

Bike thieves, beware

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Two weeks ago, hubby’s scooter was boosted by a lowlife cave troll in broad daylight, and ever since, I’ve been über-paranoid about my old Honda Metropolitan….