Worth The Commute

I live in Lincoln but work in Omaha so at least once a month I have to tell someone the various reasons why I'm willing to commute.  Well I just found another . . . BIKLOPS!  

Biklops is a benefit for The Great Plains Trails Network that raises funds by selling original poster art by local artists inspired by their love of bicycles.  How could I not go?!  How could I not ride my bike there?!  Yay to art!  Yay to bikes!  Yay to buying art depicting bikes for a good cause!  You think they have something like this in Omaha?  One of the least bikeable cities in the country?  I don't think so!  : ) {Click on the links for all the info you need}

Keeping It Cosy At The Midnight Block Party

We have a 90 year old haus.  I was not surprised to discover it had zero insulation.  If I could have, I would have bought this stuff to insulate with.  As we would have had to go through a distributor in Iowa, husband thought it would take too long and be too expensive {probably}.  We didn't want the blow-in stuff, so we compromised and got this instead.  I insisted that it be formaldehyde-free, no FEMA-trailer type poisoning is going to happen in my haus.  If you live in our area, you can find what we used at Lowe's and Menard's.  At the time of purchase The Home D. didn't carry it.  

Insulating was incredibly easy.  Unless you are physically unable, never pay someone to do it for you.  If you know how to use a utility knife and a stapler, you know how to insulate.  If you are a perfectionist, instructions can be found on the previous links.  Word of caution though, make sure you know the top from the bottom of your stapler.  Steve had his upside down.  He didn't think anything was coming out, checked it {like a man, facing him} and ended up stapling his stomach.  He's skinny, he doesn't need his stomach stapled.  The poor guy was in pain for days.

Freeze Frame

"Try to have an open mind when you get home"  This was my notorious text sent to my husband after I had torn down a wall {I was not supposed to} while he was at a meeting for work.  You see, it happens quite easily.  Tearing down walls.  You pull a little hear, pry a little there.  About half way through you discover that you can't stop because of the way the previous homeowner had constructed this monstrosity, and lookie there . . . the wall is gone.  Suffice it to say, Steve was not a happy camper when he came home.  After he called in his reinforcements in the form of Papa Dishman and discovered that framing a wall is really not that hard, he got over it.