It’s late on a Saturday night, or early on a Sunday morning depending on which way you look at it. I think that means it’s time for icecream: I want whipped cream, cherries, proper chocolate sauce and a banana…and…and…and one of those chocolate cigar straw things too. And don’t be stingy on the whipped cream. [...]
Archive for March, 2009
Wanna go get icecream?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Accessories on March 28, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Lets talk about floors, baby!
Posted in Restoration, tagged 31 Kings Farm, dad, dollhouse, granpa on March 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
As you may (or may not) recall, the pre-renovation dollhouse had some inconsistent floor heights. Not that there is anything wrong with that. And, as you may also recall, I had a bit of a disaster with the interior walls being too thin for the doors to be fitted into them. It’s not a total [...]
On the level
Posted in Restoration, tagged 31 Kings Farm, dad, dollhouse on March 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
In addition to loaning me his proper 1:1 sized level (a.k.a. the level of power), “The Dad” gave me some lessons in wielding the awesome power and responsibility that is the level. I can now raise my rock star power hand in the air, because I too can wield the level of power. Theoretically speaking, [...]
Saw XIIIIXIIVIIIIII
Posted in Restoration, tagged 31 Kings Farm, dad, dollhouse on March 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Did you know when you are sawing, you have to think of sawing straight on the following axes: That which you are sawing back and forth on (we shall call this axis “the axis of straight”) That which is 90 degrees to the right/left of the direction of the saw (we shall call this “the [...]
While this blog was sleeping…
Posted in Restoration, tagged 31 Kings Farm, dad, dollhouse on March 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Golly, I just realised it has been one month since I last posted. I have been so sidetracked by the horrors that is busy time @ work and my re-found joy for throwing paint at canvases (the larger the better…and I mean throwing in an entirely metaphorical manner), that I really have neglected you. Even [...]
