Drapes, Knights, and Nails

It truly is laughable the predicament I have paid good money to get myself into.  I take pride in my ability to type fast . . . I need to type fast or I'll simply forget what it was I was dying to tell you.  Trust me, there is nothing clever about having fake nails put on . . . it's only good for pulling bee stings and scratching backs, as far as I'm concerned.  But, dernit, they look nice!  (see last photo).

Here is one set of drapes up.  Chief has to fix the first bracket drill holes before he can attempt to hang the second.  I like his "perfectionist" approach to this second set of drapes . . . they may not get hung in a long time . . . and that is the widow that needs to block afternoon (blinding) sun.  My apologies to those of you still in the winter blues of the world. 

 

This is the Knight light that was in my boys room for years . . . . (yonks, LarryD), but then recently Christian said he no longer needed it nor did he ever use it.  I snatched it out of his hands as if he were offering (I hope he was offering it) a bar of gold.  I've wanted that by my bedside forever (another yonks).  Anyway, I am mostly sharing this for Fr. Daren, who probably can appreciate it as he has a fondness for these sorts of things (he has suits of armor . . . I hope to one day).

  

My new nails.  I was happy with the quality, considering most places I have gone to hurry the job and don't really clean up the edges and under them well (and, so, forcing me to immediately start picking at them and basically pulling them of in the first few days).  I'll try to keep these on, I swear it. 

 

Y'all know when I get rid off them 'cos I'm such a big mouth!