Tired.
Cranky.
Sinus Drainage.
Sneezing.
Puffy Eyes.
Sleepy.
Maybe the hot handymen at Lowe’s will perk me up when I go there after work.
In Other News …
Thom has joined The Parade with a tasty photo.
Author: Chas.
Project #43
Next, I get to fix the flooring in the closet. Man-oh-man is it gonna be fun! As you can see, the former owners made this closet out of two. The ripped up places in the floor are where the original walls were. Unfortunately, I can’t just slap down new hardwood in those spots ’cause it would look weird (and bad). The game plan (at this point) is the take out the hardwood that is in the closet, recut it and extend the flooring from the bedroom into the closet opening. Then, I’ll put new hardwood into the main part of the closet. My boss has suggested putting down tile in the closet which I am not too sure about. Hooray for decisions!
Also This Weekend …
Made some more progress in my bedroom. Do you think it’s sad that I spent all my free time during the holiday working? Well, maybe … but the home improvement elves sure weren’t gonna do it for me.
Before:
As Of December 25th:
Crappy Holidays
Yep. The holiday weekend was pretty unpleasant. Ah, family! What else are they for but to cause stress. My sister and her husband have been going through some tough times and that spilled over into our Friday night gathering. He wasn’t there. He was working. But, he called and started giving my sister some shit and she was in tears before you could say “Bah-Humbug.” Later they were on the phone again, my sister screaming at him while we all sat there and listened. Before that conversation ended she was in tears again. Yeesh.
The Evil one also called up on Friday. I haven’t heard a peep from him since Thanksgiving and suddenly, “I’m in town and I got you a Christmas present.” So, he came over for a short time on Saturday afternoon and gave me with the best (and probably most thoughtful) present that I got this Christmas. It’s a Martini Travel Set that comes with a shaker, jigger/pony and two glasses all in a nice locking leather case. Yeah. I have been thinking about what this means and doesn’t mean too much. Grrrrr.
In Other News
A few more jocks are up for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy.
Happy Holidays!
Sittin’ on Santa’s Lap
Anyone who wants to sit on Santa’s lap is more than welcome to. He’ll even be real “hush, hush” on who’s naughty and who’s nice.
The Holiday Game Plan
Holiday … what holiday? There’s no rest for the wicked weary.
Tonight: Paint the Ceiling (Warm Fog).
Tomorrow: Paint the First Coat on the Walls (Elephant Grey).
Saturday: Paint the Second Coat on the Walls (Elephant Grey).
Sunday: Paint the Molding & Trim (Warm Fog). Remove the Ugly Old Carpet.
Lowe’s & Best Buy … Oh My!
Lowe’s Home Improvement: Bane of my Credit Card
It’s no secret that I have been using my trusty AmEx Card to finance my home improvements. So, I have charged up a bunch over the past two days. Last night I picked up my new ceiling fan, closet light, painting supplies, outlet covers, switch plates and the closet organizing system that I have been drooling over. This morning I went back and got all the molding and trim. All that’s left to purchase now is some flooring for the closet and the hardwood floor refinishing stuff. Whoo!
Lowe’s Home Improvement: A Gay Man’s Fantasy (Almost)
“Like, OMG! I am, like, so crushing right now!” The local Lowe’s is a great place to go guy looking. Burly, scruffy handymen are all over the place picking up items for their next project. Mmmmm, mmmmm. I fell in love at least five times last night (and developed a severe neck cramp from craning my neck so much). I think that Titan should do a handyman store movie. “My, that’s a big tool you’re holding there.” I must confess to having a crush on the store manager.
Best Buy: A Gay Man’s Fantasy (For Sure!)
But, if you really want some hot fellas, the local Best Buy is the place to be. They must have some “hotness” test on the application for employment. It’s great to go in and bug the guys for some help. That way you get to cruise them without being too obvious. *SIGH* What could be better? You have hot guys and dvd’s in the same place! I must confess that I am in love with one of the store managers.
Wait a Minute!
This post was supposed to focus just on my excessive spending at Lowe’s …
Let’s Talk About The Weather
What a week! So far we have had fog, high (as in 60 mph gusts) winds, rain, thunderstorms, snow, sunshine, bitter cold and moderate warmth. I heart the mountains.
Further Proof
Ah, yes! Here’s further proof that the remake of “The Amityville Horror” won’t suck even if it does suck. Get it? Oh, Mr. Reynolds … you have become the fantasy object of so many gay men. Why should that untalented Alanis get to be the lucky one?
Meanwhile Back at the House …
The mudding is finally done and the painting can begin. I got the first coat of primer up last night and will put on a second this evening. For those of you who have never dealt with fresh drywall, priming (two-three coats) is a must. I can’t stress this enough! New drywall sucks up paint like dry earth sucks up water. So, proper priming will ensure an easy time with your color of choice.
Some of my friends are still amazed that I’m doing the home improvement myself. I wonder if I come across as that big of a girly-man. Hmmmmmm. All I can say is that using power tools make your penis feel bigger.
My Stupid Subconscious
I really do hate dreams. I never seem to have “normal” ones therefore I always feel the need to read something into them. After all why would you have a dream unless it’s your subconscious trying to tell you something?
Last night I had a dream about Evil again. We were in a large group of people and he was flirting with the ditzy girl that he claims to have no interest in. He was flirting with and totally ignoring me. That’s when Francis came up and told me that Evil and I had hooked up the previous weekend when we had been drinking together at a party. I couldn’t remember this happening and the she wasn’t surprised at all. “You never remember what happens when your drinking.” I stood there watching him flirt and feeling upset that I couldn’t remember having sex with him. Later, he’s all dressed up and leaving to go to some fancy gathering. I’m standing on a deck above him with a bottle of bleach. Without even thinking about it, I pour the bleach all over him. He looks up at me … furious that I have ruined his clothes.
Grrrr. Where’s Dr. Mierzwiak when you need him? I wish that I could go back a few years and erase him totally from life so I wouldn’t have dreams about him. They make me depressed. Depressed because of all the time and emotions I have wasted on him.~
Grumpy the Holiday Elf
I’m not usually this festive at the holidays. This one’s for that cute fella from the frozen north.