Tuesday, October 28, 2014

One last visit.

Before spring,  that is.

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I really couldn’t get a photo of the boat we crew on,  since by 6:30 it was already way too dark.  That’s the one part of the onset of winter that I’m never too thrilled with.

We had a little pow-wow over a jug of beer,  only as an excuse to have a little pow-wow over a jug of beer.  Said “so long”,  until the spring.  Oh, and we were pretty much the only ones there.

 

Meanwhile,  the window work continues.

I had made arrangements with one of my nephews to be on hand if I needed any help installing a couple windows at his Mom’s place. 

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That’s not him.  That’s one of his firefighter buddies who came to help seal off the top of the chimney.

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This is Dan.  He was on hand last summer to help at our place when I went to install our huge front window.  He’s always willing to help,  so I try not to abuse his generosity.

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Anyway,  the pictures can tell the story.  Those two are in and sealed up.

I went back this morning for a couple hours to patch the plaster on the inside that I messed up,  as well as put some caulking in the gap between the two frames and cut away the excess foam.  It’ll be a day or two before I have the trim sorted out.  All in due time.

When I went to install the first operator, something was definitely not right,  so I went home to take a look at one of the ones I installed last year.

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Sure enough I had reversed one of the hinge type fittings. Well, there’s a “left” and a “right”.  I had them switched.

Easy fix.  Then it was all good.

I figured I’d take a stab at installing one of the trapezoidal windows here at home,  which of course meant having to treat it like any other woodworking project.

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What I didn’t take into account was,  the sill onto which this window was supposed to fit,  was not exactly FLAT.  We had come up with the notion that putting on all the cedar cladding was something akin to trying to clad a car.  At this point in the life of the house, the cedar front has sagged just a tad.  It’s not really noticeable unless you get your eyeball right down next to what should be a flat surface.  Certainly not noticeable from the street.

At this point I have two of the six windows in.  I’ve started out with the most difficult ones,  and they haven’t exactly gone in like greased lightening.  I’ll spare you the details.

It was kinda fun using one of my Christmas presents (that power planer there),  but man does that thing make a mess!  Yoiks!

Other than those boring little bits, I got nothing.  The hope is to have everything done by the weekend.  These remaining windows aren’t temperature sensitive,  since “The Veranda” is an outdoor space.  

I still haven’t decided yet if I want to foam them all in place,  but I can’t really think of any reason why I’d want to take them out again. 

I might just wait until spring.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Had to share.

 

Just another day here at the Ponderosa.  You know,  raked a few leaves, put on a couple more coats of finish.  That kind of thing. 

Oh,  and I did clean the carpet in the centre hallway.  Been meaning to do that for a while,  but procrastination is an Olympic sport for me.

Travelling Companion is just about to head out to Guelph to set up a budget for a nephew. 

Anyway,  that’s not why we’re here.

One of my sisters-in-law,  who lives out there on the Left Coast, is not only a pretty accomplished artist,  but has a fun sense of humour.

Thus,  I present, some Dude with my face pasted on. 

 

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Kinda wish I had those abs,  to be honest.  And, maybe dark hair again?  Those days are long gone.  I did have a beard that long once.  It was 1976.

Not sure where she got hold of an old photo of yours truly,  but both Travelling Companion and I had a good chuckle. 

I have to make a phone call and offer my thanks.

 

Thanks all I got.

Just waiting for the carpet to dry.  And the finish to dry. 

Thanks for stopping by.

 

Keep those sticks on the ice.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Frost is on the pumpkin.

But we’ve been having some really nice days.  I mean, it would have been nice to have such nice weather back in the summer,  but I think I’ve muttered some complaints about that previously. 

Just let it go.

Mind you,  it was a pretty good summer for working outside,  since it never did get too brutally hot. At least as best I recall.  I may be sugar coating it somewhat.

It doesn’t seem like there’s been a lot going on,  but when I noticed a “comment awaiting moderation” this morning from Kevin Read, I thought maybe I’d take a little break, pour myself (yet another) coffee,  and pound out a sentence or two.

And what’s with that whole “comment awaiting moderation” thing?  It just seems to happen every so often.   It hasn’t been 14 days.  I have no idea.  Comments are supposed to just show up. 

 

All’s well.  Really.  I’m just plugging along.

It seems like it’s taking me forever,  but all of the windows that are going in at the front of the house have to have at least two coats of finish on them,  ‘cause I ain’t hanging off a ladder any time soon to refinish them.  So patience is a virtue.

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These two are going into another house.  So I’ve made arrangements with my nephew to have a little help on Monday.  This is at my sister-in-law’s place just a couple blocks from here. 

 

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I went up yesterday to take off a couple bits of the trim,  just to have a better idea as to what will be involved.  I’ll need to chisel away some of the mortar that was put in to hold these ones in place.  This is another place that does not have what would be referred to as “balloon frame” construction.  There are no studs on the outside walls.  

Interestingly,  whoever finished off the soffit above the windows installed 1 x 4 tongue and groove aromatic cedar,  and stained it.  I recognise this stuff,  since it is in all of our closets.  I guess they had some left over.  Too funny.  It would never rot,  I’ll tell you that much.

 

My sister was out this way to see her grandkids,  so we made a couple treks over to London (no,  not that London)  so see her,  her son,  his lovely lady friend and the young ‘uns.  

 

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They have the cutest dog I’ve seen in a long while.  Named Oreo. He’s just a wee bit on the hyper side,  which probably explains why I’m holding onto him for dear life.  I’m not overly keen on that whole dog lickin’ yer face thing.  

Sorry, doggie lovers.  Not my cup of tea.

And he’s small enough that he can’t jump up on the furniture.  Works for me.   But no,  we won’t be getting a wee dog any time soon.  Thanks.

I’d just as soon not post pics of anyone who hasn’t explicitly said they’re OK with having their image on ‘da net’,  so you only get to see my ugly mug.  Turned 58 on Sunday,  and there was cake.  And it wasn’t nauseatingly sweet cake either.  I had two pieces.

Somehow I think there will be more cake this weekend.  Just a guess.    Stay tuned.

 

 

And I think that’s about it.

Oh,  we did get a call from Daughter Number One last Friday,  asking if we could go and fetch Zippy (her name for the Jetta,  not really ours)  from the mechanic.

It had thrown a couple codes,  and I guess she was worried it might be something serious.  He cleared the codes (a couple of which he had never seen before),  drove it for a week,  and they never came back.

It’s a mystery.

We think she doesn’t drive it enough.  It’s her car,  we gave it to her back in ‘04,  but she and her significant other are so close to the GO station,  that sometimes they walk.  Or they take the little car,  but it barely gets to warm up.   I was supposed to be driving it this past week,  but I’ve not heard a peep on that front.

We’re not sure what’s going on with whatever was briefly ailing the thing,  but the car is at that age where it’s not worth doing anything too drastic.

 

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“Zippy” is a 2000 Jetta that I bought in November of ‘99.  So what’s that?  Fourteen?   Geez,  that’s 98 in dog years.  Oh wait.  We’re coming up on November,  aren’t we?  So fifteen.  Whatever.

There’s something like 369,000 km on the clock,  and it’s a strong runner.  It’s on its third timing belt,  (gets changed at 100,000)  and needed a new turbo last year some time. Other than rubber and brakes,  that’s about it.  There was a “mass airflow sensor” issue early on,  but VW stepped up and paid for that.  

The only thing that could possibly send it to the scrap yard is the torque converter,  which is only noticeable at highway speeds.  I though it was a fuel management issue,  since there’s this slight oscillation that is barely noticeable when you’re cruising along,  but it turns out it’s the torque converter.  That’s about a fifteen hundred dollar job. 

She ain’t worth it.

Anyway,  the mechanic offered to buy it for 500 bucks if it craps out.  He’s welcome to fix it up or part it out.  

She might last another couple years,  who knows?

 

And NOW,  I think that’s about it.

 

I’ll try and get on here a bit more often.  Promise.

It’s kind of like that whole, “One cactus starts to look like another” sort of thing.  And it’s bad enough if the crap I’m doing is tedious and somewhat boring,  I’d prefer to not inflict that on others. 

 

Thanks for stopping by. 

 

Enjoy your weekend,  unless every day is Saturday.   So enjoy that too.