I played Jo the plumber today. Remember her from that old TV show, “Green Acres”?
And it works!
I don’t think I was ever so happy to see fire in my life!
Go girl power! Oh, and the muscles of my 20-year-old-son, who helped me hoist it into the closet and manhandle all the other heavy work. Thanks Dano!
I designed my little get away, refinished the old rusty tub that cost $50, installed it, the pedestal sink and all the fixtures. I installed the light above the mirror and the ceiling light and the toilet. I painted the walls, the ceiling and put down the floor tiles. I even did all the plumbing underneath the house too—incoming hot and cold water, and all drain pipes—including the yucky ones!!! The only thing I didn’t do was put up the drywall and the bead board wainscot.
Now, I have every right to say, “Sorry, no boys allowed!”
And believe me, I mean it!!! (That’s because there are 5 of them and one of me!)
This little room is decorated with lots of goodies that all have a story to tell if only they could talk! Too bad you can’t get a closeup, huh?
The grapevine wreath that wraps around the light was made about 20 years ago from the first pruning of my first scuppernong vine at my first house in Dulac. Sentimental much?