Hauser Haus

RIP Lexington

2009-11-29T14:46:00.000-05:00

2008-29 November 2009

Lexy died in his doctor's arms today. He had an internal injury that the doctor couldn't find. Goodbye my curious sweet-natured little boy. I'll miss your funny loud purr every night.

Followup on the Pit Bull Attack

2009-11-28T21:18:00.000-05:00

Lexington is staying at the vet all weekend because he is not doing as well as the vet would like. Dr wants to make sure he is eating well and the shunt is draining and Lexy is getting fluids, etc before he sends him home. That is fine with me. They can care for him much better than I can. Poor little guy.

I went out this morning to take pictures of the fence damage and have come to the conclusion that stupid dog got in my yard and broke the fence trying to get at Lexy (probably after chasing the other cats around first--they were all pretty panicked and ran inside when I was running out) I couldn't hear anything until the growling because I had the door shut.

The screws are only in about 1/2 inch, but it takes a lot of force to do this amount of damage. The attack happened right beside that bush on the terrace. Lexy was undoubtedly outside the fence in front of deranged neighbor's house on the left and tried to get home when he heard the ruckus. I will give these pictures to the Sheriff when he gets here on Monday.

Stupid Neighbors, Stupid Dog

2009-11-28T01:13:00.000-05:00

My cats go outside. Only when I am home and they are called in when it gets dark or is raining. They usually stay inside the fence, but like all cats and children, explore the neighbor's yards cautiously while making their rounds. Lexy likes to sit just outside the driveway gate where he can pop back in through the pickets when he wants to. I think it's cruel to make them stay inside when they don't want to and they are usually pretty good with coming when I call. I have some cats that don't want to go out. That's ok too. I also have one who lives outside most of the time because he pees on all vertical surfaces.

My entire yard has either a 6' board or 4' picket fence to keep out the dogs and children, but if one of them is determined they could still breach the perimeter. Some of the houses on my block have college students who never come outside, so the cats feel safe to explore their yards. Several yards have dogs. Several have kids. I have not had any problems with dogs or kids for a long time.

I heard a commotion outside this afternoon--sounded like cats growling--which I hear a lot because some of my cats are grouchy and like to chase each other around outside--but different somehow. I saw past the driveway gate a ball of yellow and black fur rolling around on the terrace. As I ran toward it I saw that there was a yellow dog fighting one of my black cats. I opened the gate and saw that there was a fence picket laying on the sidewalk so I picked that up and began whacking the dog's butt with it. It finally let go and I saw that it was a pit bull. I chased it to the corner as my cat limped back through the fence. When I got to the corner there was a girl with a leash, who I have seen walking this dog--always on a leash. She was alarmed that I was carrying a picket and I yelled that her dog had just attacked my cat--I'm not getting close to either of them at this point. I wanted to see where the dog went. The girl was getting belligerent as I explained that her dog had badly injured my cat and I was trying to see where she lived. She was not saying she was sorry this happened at ANY point during this confrontation. She was acting like her letting the dog run around outside without a leash was my fault.

Gotta love those stupid pit bull owners. It's never their fault when one of their uncontrollable dogs attacks a pet or a person.

As I was hurrying home to see how badly injured my cat was another cretinous neighbor--the one who gives me the bird every time he sees me and never fails to have a string of cursing ready to throw my way (because I told him when he stopped swearing at me I would start listening to him)--had the nerve to say. "See what happens when you don't keep your *&*&*## cats in your yard" I told him to shut up and kept walking and he kept flinging invectives at me so I stopped and yelled as loud as I could "I LOVE you Zeke and want to have your baby!" His look was priceless and he muttered that I was too stupid for him. I continued to say "But I LOVE you, Zeke" until I was in my own yard.* That's my new tactic for dealing with him. My way of swearing.

Lexy was badly injured and was having trouble walking so I took him into the house and got him in a box with towels and made a vet appointment. They graciously made room for me so I rushed him over. He was covered with dog spit, poor little guy. He crawled into my lap while I was driving.

His exam showed several puncture wounds and a massive rip of his lower belly that fortunately was just through the skin and fat--not touching organs or muscle. His fat tummy was an asset!

The vet called me after surgery and said Lexy was still touch and go but he would check on him later. I had an appointment to keep with a part-time job I have so I went after I got the report. There was nothing on my answering machine when I got home, so I'll assume everything is good for picking him up tomorrow.

I called the police to make a report and they referred me to Animal Control. Of course, their office was closed, so I called the Sheriff. A nice officer took my report and said that he couldn't get out to visit the dog's home until after the weekend, so one good thing is that they will worry all weekend what is going to happen to them. He will call me before he goes there to get an update on my cat.

When I came back from the vet's I noticed that the fence section with the missing picket was torn loose from the posts at both ends. This section had just been repaired 2 months ago, so it was secure. It looks like the stupid dog dragged my cat through the fence as he was trying to get away or something. It's not that easy to rip both sides of a fence loose and take a picket off without a lot of force. I will have to take pictures and repair this before the officer can get out here because a broken fence is an invitation in this neighborhood--especially with irresponsible pet owners around.

Oh, and my unemployment ran out two weeks ago and I have not been informed about any extensions. But I fought off a pit bull today.

*If you have ever looked at http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/ this guy would fit right in. A cadaverously skinny redneck with an Ernhardt hat and shirt and a scuzzy gray ponytail who smokes and drags an oxygen canister around and is lately driving an electric cart. (Not) married to a fat bleached blonde with her own multiple ailments and a foul mouth to match his. I have known this couple for over 15 years and they have always been on some kind of medical assistance and banned from driving. No visible sign of income, and signs plastered all over their doors about their own dangerous dog, and Don't knock on the door, etc. A lovely couple who I am waiting to hear have died, but they never do, though they have come close a few times.

The Birds

2009-11-21T22:36:00.004-05:00

Pretty scary looking, isn't it? There were a lot more of them in the other trees, too, all screeching and pooping. I wore a hat to go out to the compost pile and was glad I did. This was last week when I was trying to do some outside painting while the weather was still in the 50's and not rainy. I had to wash the bird poop off the cellar doors twice before I could paint them, but did get a coat on that's relatively untouched. Got another coat on the front porch, too. Hopefully it will hold up over the winter. The undercoat and oil I put there last fall did not.

Here is the other thing I accomplished, which usually is cut short by snow.

I always pile them in the side yard and they flatten out over the winter. I have been piling them here for 15 years, so it must be pretty good soil by now.

The Cat Came Back!

2009-11-21T22:28:00.000-05:00

Loki came back tonight!

I had written him off last week as deceased over the summer. He has been taking summer vacations from home for the past 4 or so years and showing up again when it gets cold, but this year he was late, so I figured he was dead. He's back, but very bony and he has lost all his teeth. He is, after all, 13 years old, but very independent.

He is destined to be an inside cat now that I see his condition is deteriorating, even though it will be a battle with the other cats, as it always is. That is why he runs away. He is basically timid and the other cats intimidate him and chase him, so he runs to the next block where there must be some source of shelter for him (even though I provide warmth and shelter right here) and sneaks back for food. As there are many animals eating my outside cat food I was not aware he was also eating it.

Loki's sib, Tigger, died last summer. So far he is not eating that wonderful, rarely seen canned cat food I prepared specially for him, though he did lick the can. I hope he is not also sick.

A Pissed-Off Pussy

2009-10-28T16:55:00.000-04:00

Poor little Bertie! On Saturday morning I noticed that his right ear was all swollen like a balloon. Of course I couldn't get to the vet until Monday, so I took him in and the diagnosis was hematoma caused by ear mites. Somehow the mites made his ear fill up with blood.

I had to leave him to have an operation the next day to drain the pocket and quilt his ear back together. That's right. Quilt his ear back together. He ended up staying two nights and I just went and got him. He is having quite a problem navigating. He wants to travel close to the walls and objects instead of just going down the middle and keeps bumping into things. I think they fastened the cone too narrow and want to widen it out a bit so he can eat and see and not be all squished in there, but he won't let me do it right now. It's held together with duct tape, so will be quite the project.

I have a couple kitties traumatized under the bed right now because they saw this monster in their kitchen. Sibley is acting quite courageous and stalking Bertie to get a good sniff. Three of the kitties have not seen him yet, so there will be more drama later. I took the hood off one of the litter boxes so he can use it, but that may prove to be the most attractive box in the house. (Not in the pretty sense.)

I have to take him back in two weeks to get the stitches out and he has to wear the collar the whole time. We'll see. His poor little ear is covered by pink sutures.

Storm Windows Finished

2009-10-17T20:05:00.000-04:00

They're done! The hardest part was fiddling around with the hooks and eyebolts to hold them in. There wasn't a lot of room between the storms and the windows, and there was a quarter-round trim piece holding the windows in, so had to screw to that. Not being able to stretch out the length of the hook makes the storms a little jiggly. The maid's room feels warmer already. Next is replacing some torn insulation and eradicating some bird condos

Fall is so depressing. It's my most unfavorite time of year next to winter.

The only saving grace is fall crocuses.

Installing Spring Bronze Weatherstripping

2009-10-11T19:33:00.000-04:00

While the putty is drying on the storm windows I have finished two coats of exterior paint on the multi-paned windows and shaved the edges down a little to make room for the spring bronze weatherstripping.

I purchchased a box of it and the bronze nails to install it with here. It is a little hard to work with if you are doing this by yourself, and another person holding the ends down would have helped a whole lot, but i got 'er done.

It's really easy to cut with tinsnips. I laid it on the floor after measuring around two sides and the bottom of the opening, standing on the coil with one foot and measuring and cutting and holding it down with the other foot. The nails go through it like butter and they are placed about an inch apart.

At the corners, to get a nice crease, I nailed down to near the bottom then placed a block of wood in the corner and hit it from two sides with a hammer to bend the bronze. At the end, instead of cutting off the excess I just bent it to a 45 degree angle.

For the top piece I measured about an inch longer and bent the ends and stuck them behind the side pieces and hammered them in.

The hardest part is the last--bending the weatherstripping to have "spring". You take a screwdriver or flat scraper and insert it under the strip and pull towards you all along the length of the strip. I then inserted my windows and temporarily tacked them in with scraps of wood because I will have to take them out again next week sometime when the putty finally dries and I give the storms two coats of exterior paint.

I had intended to also add the missing outside sash trim at this time, but don't have the router bit I need ($97!!) to put the right profile on it. I had a carpenter lined up to do this for me but just before I was walking out the door he asked me what profile I needed. I said that I had indicated which one in my email, but I guess he didn't read it, because he said he had no panel bits at all. Oh well. Greg! Come to Michigan and bring your panel bit!

By the way, I'm loving the fact that Blogger finally got their act together and made picture insertion so much easier! You all know what I mean!

Making Storm Windows

2009-10-07T17:09:00.002-04:00

Following are the steps I'm using in making storms for these windows, which I had made 15 years ago to go in the wall that was repaired because it was rotten from the water eating away at it for years (previous owner).

First I measured the space, bought the wood, cut and mitered it, then routed a channel on the inside edge of the outside of the window with the bit in the lower right of this fuzzy picture (sorry!).

I am a router novice, but am learning. I made two passes a little over 1/8" deep each to make a nice deep shelf for the glass about half-way through the depth of the frame. It ended up being about 1/2" deep.

Then I assembled the frame with glue and corner clamps and then secured it on the back side with flat screw-on corner braces, since I don't have a fancy biscuit-cutter for joining. Note to self: Never use the table saw for mitering again!

After painting an undercoat on the whole frame I purchased glass and put it in with glazier's points. Gotta admit, that routing looks sweet!

Then I smushed glazier's putty around the frame, covering the points. It's ok to be a little messy at this point--just don't get putty all over the glass.

Then take the putty knife--be sure it is not rusty and rough--and start at a corner, tilting it at an angle that meets the top edge of the frame on the other side and is tight to the bottom of the frame on the other. Easier done than said. It is about a 45 degree slant on the knife. Just keep it nice and firm--use two hands if that helps--and slowly drag it to the other corner. At the corner, lift the knife up making a nice bevel in the corner. If your putty is fresh, this will go quickly.

AAAACCCKKKK I don't believe it! I ran out of putty 8 inches from being finished! This was a new 8 oz container and it didn't even do two windows roughly 36" by 34". Must keep that in mind. I'm going out later and was going to stop at Meijer's on my way home, so will have to add another container to the list. It will take days to dry, so adding the final 8" won't be a problem. I have to put another coat of paint on the multi-paned windows anyway and then put the spring bronze weatherstripping around the opening.

I'm going to hold the storms in with hooks and eyes as I don't want to climb a latter and hang them from the outside, although this would be the best way to do them. These windows are going to be fixed-in-place windows so I'll just have to remove the inside moldings if and when the storms need attention in the future.

Buy Locally

2009-10-04T02:07:00.001-04:00

I really want to support local businesses instead of national chains, but it's hard. It's really hard.

I'm finally getting around to weatherizing the former maid's room that had an exterior wall replacement in 1995. Has it really been that long? I had stuck some insulation between the studs on the inside and called it done until it was remodeled into a bigger bathroom/laundry. Well, no timeline on when THAT will happen, yet, but the windows needed attention.

When I removed them I found that some of the putty has dried out, some new paint is called for, and there is some rot starting on the bottom of one where the gutter drips onto the sill. There was also some rot starting on the outside sash, so I gouged it out and got out the WoodEpox and LiquidWood and took care of that problem. Also silicone caulked where necessary and painted the trim and sill. I undercoated the inside of the sash and sanded the edges. I need to take off about 1/8 " on a side and bottom because I'm installing spring bronze weatherstripping around these windows when I put them back in.

While I had the windows out I thought I might as well replace the decorative trim that went on the outside sash and build storm windows. This is what precipitated the trip to the local lumberyard.

This local business, about one mile away, has been around for probably over 100 years at this site, but has really trimmed back on products and services. If you want a really nice piece of clear pine instead of sorting through hundreds of holey, bent, twisted, and rotted pieces of wood at Menard's or Home Depot this is the place to go. You also pay well for it.

I needed, ultimately (2) pieces of 2" x 1" x 10' and (2) 2-1/2" x 1" x 12' for my trim and storms. I like to pick out my own wood. I also asked if they had a carpenter on site who would make my trim. The answer was "not today" but he is in on Friday. (This was last Wednesday.) I said "Never mind. Do you have a card of a carpenter?" They gave me one and I will be seeing him on Monday--hopefully he will work out because I periodically need a carpenter.

I headed out to the wood shop after horrified looks from the counter staff. I told them I wanted to pick out my own wood and had been doing it there for years. (I have gone there periodically over the years.) The worker in the wood shop was nice and polite but denser than waterlogged cedar. I told him what I wanted and he started wandering around looking for it. There were no stacks of lumber cut to size back there. They seem to cut all on demand. We found two nice pieces--one 12' long and one 14' long. I explained over and over and over what I wanted him to do and finally found out that I had to pay for all the cuts to make the pieces I wanted. Vertical cuts were $1.25 and horizontal cuts were $.50. Naturally I wanted to make as few as possible. The wood was 6" wide, so this guy wanted to make two vertical cuts in each and lop off 2' from the 14 footer. That was unacceptable and I finally convinced him just to cut at 2" vertically on each piece and cut off 2' from the 14 footer. This took quite a while to get across. I then went inside the store to get the lumber order for him to get my order. This had morphed from me wanting 4 pieces of lumber to "creating" 4 pieces of lumber and when she wrote it up it was $45! I suspected it wasn't right, but went out to have it cut. The worker also said that it wasn't right but he would get them to revise it after he was done, and then he cut them at 2-1/2"! I had lost patience, so said "That's fine. Leave it like that."

I had been charged for the 14' piece of wood, even though I was leaving 2' behind. This stuff was $1.52/bd foot. I got a refund, but I think they made an error to my credit. I tried to buy the other things I needed there, but they only had one corner brace in the box and they were 69 cents each.

It took so long there that I had no time left to go to the hardware store for the braces and sandpaper so I just went carefully home with my 12' boards sticking out of my 6' truck bed during rush-hour traffic. I ended up going to Meijers later and got two packages of braces, 4 to a package, with all the screws for about $1.99/package.

I really want this business to succeed but don't see how they can if they sell wood like that. I only had them rip it because I wanted the 12' pieces and they are too long for me to handle on the table saw by myself, not having a wood roller thingie. They do have nice wood, though.

I've cut and mitered the storm window pieces and routed out 1/2" for the glass to sit on and glued them up. Tomorrow I'll screw the corner braces on and undercoat and paint them and Monday will go for some glass and if I get up early enough, get it put in. I have to use corner braces because I don't have a bisquit joiner or screw pocket gizmo.

It started raining the day after I took the windows out, so we'll see if the weather will cooperate until I get these holes in my house filled.

Piano Stool Transformation

2009-09-20T17:07:00.000-04:00

Finally got it done today. Ain't she a beauty? This was the worst strip job I've ever done. All those grooves and curves! Found the best tool was good old steel wool and a dental pick. I opted to make it look new instead of leaving the feet all brown and rust-encrusted. The glass balls are really chewed up on the bottoms but they still shine.

Since the wooden seat top was missing and someone put that rough wood on there I made a nice thick cushion and used some crushed velvet I had laying around and tacked it tight all around. I found some fringe that matched perfectly to cover the tacks and give it some oomph. In the picture the colors are a little off. In reality the trim matches.

More "Projects"

2009-09-01T00:43:00.008-04:00

Take a look at the neat Eastlake-Style Gentleman's Chair I picked up Sunday at Allegan for $30.

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Lexington says "I'm a Gentleman".

I'm thinking that this is quite late in the Eastlake period as the decoration looks more modern than on the other chairs I have. It's missing casters on the feet and needs better upholstery, but it is in good shape and just has one repair that I can see.

I also picked up this piano stool for $35. It needs some tlc and somebody removed the wooden seat when they "upholstered" it, so I will probably make a leather padded seat for it.

Here it is after removing 72 staples and foam and the blanket cover. I found a layer of Depression Green under the white and the glass feet are really chipped and ground down, so this poor little stool has seen a lot of rough use.

I had a nice closeup of one of the claw feet but Purrcey got in the way.

After I had bought this and taken it back to the truck I found another one for $30 that was in better shape. Oh well! Will post progress reports.

Time for a Little Politics

2009-08-06T14:54:00.003-04:00

Our governor, Jennifer Granholm (MI - D), in her infinite wisdom, has decided, probably upon pressure from benefitting interests, to demolish the State of Michigan Department of History, Arts, and Libraries (HAL). That was not enough. She also decided to establish a brand spanking new "Michigan Center for Innovation and Reinvention". It will have a board of nine members to divvy up the carcass of HAL. Here is the makeup of that board. (I have just found out that Blogger will not let me cut and paste.)

"Nine members will form the Michigan Center for Innovation and Reinvention Board: the director of the Department of Natural Resources, superintendent of public instruction, and seven gubernatorial appointees. Three of the members selected by the governor will be from a list of candidates nominated by President Simon, and a fourth will be from a list of candidates nominated by Mayor Bernero. The board will issue its final report to the governor by June 1, 2010."

Look at that list. The DNR, three cronies of the president of MSU, a person selected by the Mayor of Lansing, the "superintendent of public instruction"--that leaves three people without an agenda, but they will also be hand-picked by the governor. This does not look good for historians, genealogists, and preservationists in the State of Michigan.

If you read the article I linked to above and scroll down to the very bottom you see what happens to the State Historic Preservation Review Board. It goes to MSHDA! All the irreplaceable historical records and books go to the DNR! And they will "evaluate and implement additional cost saving measures". What does that mean? Will our archives end up as litter in the bottom of animal cages, or as landfill in some state park? Why put an agency devoted to the outdoors in charge of things that should be stored INDOORS? And with MSHDA running the Historic Preservation Review Board will we now be mandated to use vinyl windows and siding and "encapsulate" all lead paint? I shudder to think what will happen.

The Department of Education will now be running the Library of Michigan with the same caveat to "evaluate and implement additional cost saving measures". Oh, wonderful.

And who will get the wonderful, almost new building just two blocks from the capitol? Why, probably MSU!

Here are some links to articles written by other concerned genealogists/historians:
http://mimgc.org/LOM.html
http://globalgenealogy.com/globalgazette/gazsh/gazsh-0034.htm
http://http//www.mla.lib.mi.us/node/1027

If you are a resident of the State of Michigan, please take the time to let the governor know how you feel about this at this link: http://www.michigan.gov/gov/0,1607,7-168-21995-65331--,00.html

Sorry for all the links, but this is an important issue and I wanted to cover all the bases.

A Little Reconstruction, Fini

2009-08-05T16:21:00.003-04:00

Had a few days of rain and/or wind over the weekend, and, as I was doing this outside I had to wait. Finally got the chair finished yesterday. I had some Formby's "Tung Oil Finish" here so tried that and it looks great. Got some clear shoe polish for the leather seat, put on two coats and it's nice and shiny. Worn and beat up, but hey, it's old. I'd had to remove some ugly paint splotches from it already.

My mother offered me another chair just like it, but not broken--just in need of some TLC so I'm taking it. I have no idea what I'll do with it, but it's solid oak with a leather seat, so it will look nice no matter where I put it.

A little dark, but I didn't feel like hauling it back outside.

Now I need to finish the sideboard. . . .

A Little Reconstruction, Part Tres

2009-07-31T22:04:00.006-04:00

I ran into a little snag today with my router. I have had it for a long time, but haven't used it very often, but want to get more proficient with it. I know it's bottom-of-the-line, but should work ok for what I want to do with it. I just had to make one of these:

They hold the seat on. First off, I couldn't find the owner's manual for the router. I always like to check them out before I operate any of the machines I have around here because I don't use them all that often. Looked in all the places it should have been. Don't remember seeing it for a long time, so the ex must have put it somewhere. So I went online and found one in 15 minutes. I love the internet! Printed it out for free and figured out how to get the cutter on and off.

I cut up a piece of the right thickness of wood and started trying to set the height of the cutter. Another problem. The thing you're supposed to turn to raise and lower the cutter got jammed up by my weak girly hands and I had to take the stupid thing apart to re-align it. Got that done and then the stupid fences kept moving no matter how tight I turned the thumb-screws. I even hit them with a hammer and they still moved. So the piece I ended up with is not pretty but very functional.

Got them glued and hammered into place. By this time it was 8:00 at night and I wasted all afternoon on it. But hey! I'm unemployed and have nothing else to do. Still haven't checked to see if I have any poly for tomorrow . . .

A Little Reconstruction, Part Dos

2009-07-30T22:30:00.007-04:00

I cleaned up the dried glue around the pegs and dry-fitted some of the pieces together. While I had some pieces clamped I was working by the compost bin on the other side of the garage and heard something happening high over my head. A dead branch broke off (probably a fat squirrel) and fell right where I had been standing a few minutes before. I rushed over to see if my chair was ok and had it cleaned up before I thought to take a picture.

Here is the tree. I put everything away because storm clouds were rolling in.

And here are the pieces of the limb.

Scary how you can get hurt just standing under a tree with no wind blowing. Anyway . . .

I went back outside after I was certain it was not going to rain after all and I got the chair glued together and clamped.

Tomorrow I will clean up the stain some more and put some poly on it if I have some. I have to fabricate a small screwing block for the seat, too. It's amazing the trust we put in a few little pegs and some glue that's all that's between our butts and the floor.

A Little Reconstruction

2009-07-29T23:15:00.016-04:00

Thought I'd tackle one of the many "projects" I have sitting around the house. This is one sad chair I got from my mother. I don't know what happened to it--maybe someone dropped something heavy on it--anyway, some of the pegs were broken off and it fell apart.

I had to really work to get all the broken pieces off the chair and ended up cutting through some of the pegs with a coping saw. The plan is to drill out and replace the pegs and glue it back together and refinish it. I have already used Formby's Refinisher on it and removed a lot of the darkened shellac and finish. It's solid oak and sort of Mission-style and will go nicely with the Mission-style desk my father gave me.

On the left is one of the stringers. Unfortunately, the dowel ends, which were integral with the stringer have broken off. I will have to drill them out and put in pegs. They will not be as strong, but will hopefully stay together. On the right is one of the pieces of the seat frame.

Here are the steps I took to remove the glued-in old pegs.

I clamp the piece to a horse, padding it with a washcloth and get my biggest drill bit and drill through the center of the pegs.

Then I get a skinny wood chisel and a hammer and start tapping and prying out the rest of the glue and dowel. It doesn't look pretty and the edges get a little ragged, but they will be covered up when I'm done.

I can't take a picture of that step because I don't have another hand.

I got these nifty tools the other day. I could really do some damage with these puppies!

I cleaned up the holes with the appropriate size spade bit.

Then I glued in the pegs and glued and clamped some cracks and let it dry overnight.

Great New Old House Pics

2009-06-14T22:26:00.006-04:00

I just got back from a visit with a granddaughter of the woman in this pic who grew up in my house, which was built by her aunt and uncle. She inherited some wonderful photos and I had her copy them for me in high res. This is a pic of the house that was on the corner of Sibley and Gold, which is now my yard and garden. When we blew it up to look at the details I was looking at my front porch! I had thought that this house was torn down before my house was built so there would be room to work, but this proves me wrong. What is great about this is this is the first time I have seen exactly what my porch railing looked like--also the brick and sandstone piers on either side of the front steps. Now I actually have something to show a carpenter to reproduce for me. Note the new cement sidewalks with the wooden boards leading to the streets. There are no curbs, so the streets are unpaved as yet. They were first done in brick and asphaulted over now.

Here is the original picture. Notice the street signs on the corner of the house reading "Gold" and "Sibley".

Here is a blowup of my front porch (the brick one) and the house next door's front porch which doesn't look like that anymore--it was redone in brick and cement and later vinylized.

So check out that corner post. When blown up you can see four round ornaments in a row on all four sides--they are catching the sun. I had an AHA moment when I saw those. Back when we excavated the Egyptian tomb that was the cement steps leading up to the entrance to the second floor apartment, which went up the front stairwell, I found this wooden ornament.

So, what do you think? That's a CD case its sitting on to show the size. Too big? Perfect? There can be no other place in the house this thing would go as there is no ornamentation at all anywhere but on the two mantels--and this is not oak.

Here is a pic of the back of the house on the corner taken in front of the carriage-house-that-is-no-more, built for my house. I can't tell if my house has been built yet or not, so am not sure of the date of this pic. You can see the church across the street and the other houses in the neighborhood that are all still standing, although vinylized, as is the church. They even covered over the bell! You can also see a pole and wires here. I do not know if these are telephone or electric wires, but my house was built for gas only and converted in the 'teens to electricity.

Just before my house was built there were 6 people living in this house--possibly 7. Augusta Schmitt, son Crescencz and his two children (and possibly his 2nd wife), and daughter Rosa and her husband Charles Hauser.

Sibley Update

2009-06-10T15:47:00.008-04:00

I thought you might like to see photos of Sibley the Feral Cat's progress towards becoming a Tame Cat.

Here he is getting petted while I am sitting in my computer chair. This is now a nightly routine for him.

He really is enjoying this! If I stop he stands up and taps me on the arm for more. I still don't dare pick him up, however.

He will lay on the floor and watch me at the computer.

He also wants to be petted when I am eating at the table in the kitchen. It seems whenever I am in a chair he is not afraid. The only place he doesn't want my attention is in the bathroom--which is the place all the other cats seem to think is where I am doing nothing and should be petting them.

This is Bertie, Sibley, and Purrcey on the kitchen floor.

This is Bertie and Sibley enjoying some catnip sleeping pads on the bathtub in the dining room. (Don't we all have bathtubs in the dining room beside antique stoves and half-refinished Victorian sideboards?)

He is progressing daily and knows his name and will perk up when he knows I am talking to him, but still will not come when called. He hangs around when the other kitties are getting treats, but is still somewhat afraid of having treats tossed to him and a little slow on the whole treat thing, so doesn't get too many when greedy Tommy is around.

Right now he is sleeping in a chair in the room with me, but still aware of every noise I make so I don't sneak up on him and kill him.

Cristallo Lighting

2009-03-14T18:20:00.003-04:00

My taste in lighting fixtures tends towards the Edwardian/Victorian end of the spectrum, but I just love this collection! Look at the beading on the shades. I think these would look great in any restored home.

You can see the rest of the collection here.

Disclaimer: I have nothing to do with this company.

Kissed By A Feral Cat

2009-02-08T19:50:00.002-05:00

This is Sibley.

He is a feral cat. I trapped him on the back porch last Spring, got him neutered, and then, not wanting to release him back outside to fend for himself, released him into my house. These pictures were taken several months after. He hides most of the time I am around--most lately under my bed, and when I enter a room I see a fluffy yellow tail leaving it. Sometimes he will lay on the floor in the kitchen with the other cats when I am at the kitchen table quietly reading late at night. I turn and speak to him and use his name so he will feel included. As soon as I get up he is gone. He has learned to play with cat toys, batting them down the stairs and in the bathtub, and he and the other cats play chase up and down the stairs and down the hall. He has always been a gentleman and uses the cat box and has no problem finding the food and water, as you can see by his picture.

I have not touched him since soon after he came here, when he used to cower in a cat house and I would touch his nose. When cornered he has said terrible things to me and rushed past to escape the horrible things I am going to do to him. All my other cats love him and get along just fine. I pet them in his presence to show him that I am not going to kill him. He has entered my bedroom, sitting just inside the door, to watch me as I am sleeping. I wake up and say Hi to him. He snuggles on top of my clothes on the vanity stool, and lately he has been sleeping on my bed when I am actually IN IT! Last week I woke to see him on the other pillow--just 12 inches away, and he didn't run.

This morning I woke up and, as is their custom, the other cats came and stood on me and started purring and getting their morning pets. I had one in each armpit and two on my chest, several on my feet, and one on the other pillow, and Sibley was on the far side of the bed. (A double, so I can reach both sides.) I pet Spot and got him all purry and happy and he went over and started washing Sibley's head and ears. Spot is my best ear washer. I reached over and pet Spot and started petting Sibley. He didn't object, and soon he was actually PURRING. This is the first sound he has made other than a hiss. Soon he was rolling over on his back, stretching out his feet, and giving my hand little kitty kisses. He didn't want me to stop. He found out that hands are good. I withdrew my hand to pet the other cats and then resumed petting Sibley several times. Each time, he kissed my hand and rolled over so I could scratch his chest. He was making little purry whimpery noises and then he rolled off the bed!

I dozed off and he was back when I woke up. I pet him again and got up. I haven't seen him the rest of the day.

W00t!! Progress!

Misty

2009-01-05T22:52:00.002-05:00

Misty

24 October 1994

5 January 2009

RIP

Ebay - The End of an Era (Non House Related)

2008-12-22T22:49:00.003-05:00

Back in 1997 when the internet was all new and fun I discovered eBay. What fun I had buying things and meeting new people--some bad, but most good. I slowly built up my feedback purchase by purchase--all positive, until that time I tried to be a seller. It only took one newbie jerk to ruin my 100% feedback rating. Of course, I negged them, too, and it wasn't long before they were gone for negative feedback.

Selling didn't work out for me. Out of 100 listings I only sold about 6 items--for about what I had paid for them initially--and the fees ate up all the profit. I didn't try it again, though I was "always going to". Now I never will.

Why, you ask? Well, I guess you haven't been buying recently. Or maybe you have and wondered why you can't find any auctions you can pay for with a check or a money order. Have you also noticed that you cannot contact any of the sellers directly anymore? There is no more personal contact. The great world marketplace is going paperless.* Sellers can no longer list any payment methods other than PayPal or ProPay, methods conveniently owned by eBay. If they do, they are kicked off eBay! I understand that if you contact a seller early in the auction, preferably through a non-eBay email method, you can arrange for a surreptitious check or money order payment, but I'm not sure how you can circumvent the Checkout procedure which requires you to use one of these methods.

My last purchase was for a local item and I drove to pick it up and paid for it with cash. Sadly, that will be my last purchase. No longer will I browse page after page of goodies I want to bid on and own because I refuse to knuckle under and have a PayPal account. I have resisted ever since their inception--hearing horror story after horror story about screwed up accounts, exhorbitant fees, and missing money. I just don't want to trust my money to a third party. I suppose this makes me a dinosaur in the eyes of some younger people who do all their transactions by card or electronically. Some of them probably have no clue about how to write a check or balance a checkbook with a bank statement. (Even my bank refuses to send me a statement any more. I have been forced to sign up for E-statements. The bank says they are going paperless. Ha! I still have to print it out at home, so where's the tree-saving? They have also put me on an allowance of 10 checks per month before they start charging me to process them.) I like the process of writing down every purchase and deposit. It keeps me aware of where my money is going and how much I have at any given time. If I miss recording a check, it is immediately apparent. I didn't even have a credit card until 1994 when I got married and needed to purchase some big ticket items for the house.

But back to eBay. Paypal, and it's parent, eBay, now has a double dip into every transaction on its site. They have also taken something that was fun and turned it into a chore. A friend of mine in Germany, who has sold on eBay forever, and has a PayPal account out of necessity for International transactions, is also upset with the change. In fact, it was he who drew my attention to the change in the first place. The fees associated with selling have gone up appreciably, as the market for collectibles of all kinds has dropped, making it not the money-maker it used to be.

Hopefully all the people who will leave eBay will go back to selling locally and we will see an upsurge in the collectibles economy, and more antique malls. Us dinosaurs still have spending power

*You may have to have an eBay account to read this article. It's pretty scary--full of YOU MUST this, and YOU MUST NOT that.

Second Parlor Picture Update

2008-12-14T20:14:00.003-05:00

The sender of the wonderful pictures sent me the uncropped version of the second parlor/music room pic. This one includes the window treatment, the papered ceiling, and a ceiling gas light not in the center of the room. How neat is this! You can see the border better and I can locate the exact hole in the casing used for the tieback. Interesting to me is the use of simple lace curtains instead of fancy velvet curtains. This is about 1900 if the girl is age 15. They may have given up fancy curtains, but the piano drapery is pure Victorian! Rose, the younger, gave piano lessons in this room. Rose and Charles Hauser were her aunt and uncle and she lived with them.

New Old Pics

2008-12-05T21:26:00.006-05:00

Wow! Look at this! It's a picture of my second parlor and I'm sitting right now where the girl is, typing on my computer. The walls don't look anywhere near as nice as that and there is no carpeting. The sender didn't identify the girl, but the man is Charles Hauser, and they are in the music room, so labeled on the fuse box, or second parlor. She is probably his niece, Rose. The sender is her grandson.

He also sent me this picture of Charles' wife, Rosa. (update: After looking at this picture again, I realized it couldn't be Rosa, as she was born in 1855, and this is clearly a carte-de-visite from the mid 1860's. It has to be Rosa's mother, Mary Augusta Schmitt.)

And this nice picture of them out in the yard somewhere. This is undoubtedly on Union Street in Heritage Hill where the Hausers spent their last years. The clothing looks to be late 30's.

I was working on my history/genealogy program of the West Side's early German families when I ran across this great website. Since these families went to the same church, worked in the same factories, and lived in the same neighborhood, they were all intermarried. I have quite an extensive database on them and now I can add some more dates and pictures and fill in a few missing pieces on some of the families.

I will definitely be printing that top picture to hang in my music room. (If I ever get it done!)