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I’m doing a Happy Dance! The Blue Monster is Gone, Gone, Gone! It’s been a long time, since 1997. I’m glad to see it go. Blue Monster ~ being the Franklin Sectional sofa sleeper and matching blue swivel, rocking chair. Greg put the ad on Craig’s List to sell it. Before selling the monster, we considered various options of replacement. We were in agreement that the tan walls and new tan tile floor needed a splash of color, but the dark blue (almost looks black) sofa was dated and swallowed up the room. Honestly, I didn’t figure Greg and I would have the same taste. Men can get picky about things, not wanting a room to be too feminine. Greg, a manly man with the knowledge of tools and building and chemical engineering, (those things requiring a creative gift in and of itself), add to that, Greg has a degree in Commercial and Graphic Design. This is a wonderful combination. It means that he can build and be a sexy man with the tools and strength, but also have an intelligent and creative

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I’m listening to Greg play his guitar in the background. It’s been a while since he was able to get to his guitar and my piano is finally ~ finally, dust free. (Just found out that Tigger meows in B minor, Tigs was by the tuning device and meowed. Too funny.) Don’t you love home renovations? It’s bad enough when you want to renovate one room, but we took on ALL the floors. Every single room (other than the bathrooms – that will be a huge renovations for the future and the office room, because that’s a new addition), but every room, including the closets and utility room ~ new 16 x 16 tile. It’s a pretty, warm colored tan in a brick stacked pattern. I would never advise for anyone to get white for floors. We had white tile in the kitchen and the dining room and it showed off every speck of dust and slightest hint of cat fur as it was falling when Tigger walked by. Ugh! I could sweep, vacuum and mop and within seconds ~ it would look dirty again. Greg couldn’t stand the old parquet floor

March ~ St Patrick's Day ~ Luck of the Irish I mention these things, because many of Greg's family members have birthdays in March. This year we asked Mom (Mary Ann) what she'd like for her birthday. She said "deep sounding wind chimes." Greg looked online and went to some stores, but wasn't happy with the sound. I'm married to the right man ~ instead of buying the gift, Greg is MAKING the wind chimes. Here's an email from Greg to his Mom on how he created the chimes: "Off and on for the past 4 days, I've worked on the gift and I have to say that so far I'm very pleased with the way it is coming out. Everything is falling into place. I love that. There will be 6 tubes for the chimes and I am tuning it to A minor, which seems to be popular. I have an electronic guitar tuner and each tube is at perfect pitch because I am using a "continuous roll" pipe cutter. I am taking off 1/16 of an inch at a time until the pitch is perfect an