Sadie's Old House

Don't we all wanna cookie?  Well crack open a bag of Oreos because there's no cookie recipes on this page - but there are plenty for pies and cakes.  My photos here are fifteen years old and you can really...

Back in Fall of 2020, in case we needed a little extra chaos, Facebook discontinued the "notes" part of their service.  This probably went largely unnoticed; unless like me, you had been storing all your original and tested recipes there...

We are still repainting Sadie, hoping to finish the front and sides before Wintertime, while saving the back for next Spring/Summer. When I say "we", I really mean "mostly Kenny", as he is the one repairing and replacing wood and...

Before July 17th, our Frankie became sick with an upper respiratory infection (possibly pneumonia) and we took her to our local animal hospital. The vet gave her an antibiotic but wanted to try a stronger one the next morning.  We...

Oscar.  Mike.  Golf. I haven't written anything in this blog since JULY of last year.No, I am not dead.   In fact, I am feeling great and raring to get to work on Sadie! Time away was crucial to break a...

Since we last met here, Kenny and I have been all over Louisiana and to South Florida.. I think we ended up on the moon at some point.  Then we house/pet sat for Ashley, while she, Dustin, Gabe, Izze, and...

S ay that three times, super fast and you will feel my week! 😍 I have been AWOL for awhile: two months, today! EEK! To say I have been busy would be the biggest understatement of my life! And I...

Hi. My name is Chelle, and I am addicted to antique interior lighting and lamps. 💡 Especially slag glass! Maybe it's because I grew up in the era of twirling disco balls shimmering over the Bee Gees, glitter-bombed roller skating...

We are in the middle of a melting ice storm and it's snowing with a refreeze warning tonight. Our electricity shut off last night, after midnight; but was magically restored when I woke up mid-morning. Whew! As it turns out...

“To die, to sleep – to sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the rub, for in this sleep of death what dreams may come…” - Hamlet It is Friday the Thirteenth, of January 2023, and nothing is really happening....