all that's past is prologue...

This post is brought to you by a few thoughts from yesterday: First and foremost, Patrick's new book that he wrote for Beatrix for her sixteenth birthday. Available for a hot second before we leave for spring break tomorrow. The response of someone he knows on the internet, who wrote yesterday that he had decided years ago that he would never be happy (and reading his posts, he seems to be right.). It was one of the saddest things I've encountered in a long time. A friend's social media post, in which she discusses another person's comment of " I really think a sizable proportion of the population has become addicted to being angry" with the sage response of " I think a lot of them are doing it because it's more enjoyable to be angry than to be depressed." A nd we finally finished watching this season's Fargo last night. I won't give any spoilers, but it's extremely on theme with this post. So this is the deal. There's a lot on ...

Though "Build" is my resolution, Patrick has gotten in on the game as well. I have long (like, for decades) wanted to spruce up our living room with additional trim. Our mantlepiece is filled with gorgeous things, but was just a little blah. My ultimate goal was to add some trim above that, plus on the ways, like these inspiration photos: Just after Christmas, Patrick decided to mark my dreams come true. We went from this: To this: And, even better, once that was done I decided I did not need the wall trim (mainly because it might not leave enough room for art...)! He also fixed the toilet, which was a real win). I guess the best part of having "Build" as a resolution is when someone even does it for you...

My word for the year is "Build," so I'm going to try to focus some posts around that throughout the year! The warm spring weather has meant that I could tackle a facelift for our front doors, which were getting kind of weathered. These are not the original front doors to the house. At some point the doorway had been blocked in and replaced with a basic single door, we then replaced it with some solid double doors. These doors are courtesy of an over-served bartender at Sweeney's many years ago, whose car had been towed when parked in the private auto body lot next door, and who blamed us for that and started banging down the door at 1am. That destroyed the front doors and we got these made for the house from a bizarre place called "Pinecraft" which was a whole story in itself. The warm weather meant it was warm enough to sand and varnish these without fear of overnight freeze. And they now look great! If this weather keeps up, I guess I'll have to scrape...