Sunday Brunch

Whew, I am glad that this week is over.  What a busy week we had.  We were not home one night this week.  I managed to make it to five of the seven home baseball games, while Scott made it to three.  In fact, Monday night, Tonja and I were picked to sit in the best seats in the house.

Two nice leather recliners right along the third base line!  The weather is starting to get warmer and we no longer have to pack in our snow jackets for the evening.

Scott and I made a quick trip to Salem on Friday.  I had a meeting for work, but we managed to fit in a quick side project.  I’ll let you in on that one a little later in the week.  I haven’t had time to work on it yet.

I wanted to catch you up on the yard/glass project.  As soon as the weather turned nicer, the grass grew really fast and the dirt dried out to where it was too hard to do anymore digging for the year.  I called it quits on the digging and took my six full buckets into the house for cleaning.  When I say cleaning, I mean that I soaked the glass in hot soapy water and then washed each piece individually with a toothbrush.  It was time consuming, but there really was no other way.

This is the pile that I ended up with:

This pile contains all sorts of finds. 

There are the remnants of an old Wesson container:

Various types of handles:

Lots of pieces to something that was painted a very shiny orange and blue.  I can’t figure out what it supposed to be because these pieces are all shapes and sizes:

These pieces must have come from a window:

And these pieces make almost a complete crock:

There is blue glass:

Glass with Texture:

Glass with writing:

Even glass with painted flowers on it:

There are whole bottles:

Just bottle tops with the lids still attached:

There is even a pot with a lid:

My favorite is a bottle top with a marble stuck in it:

Yes, it is wedged in there.

Now, you might ask what one person would do with all this glass they have collected.  I picked up a large old crock and an old pickle jar.  Between the two, they are pretty full. 

If anyone else has any ideas how to properly display shards of old glass, I would love to hear them.

One last note: I was done in the yard for the season, but apparently someone else was itching to get it.  On my way to work Tuesday morning, I noticed some tire tracks in the gravel headed straight for our fence line.  Someone was nice enough to drive through our fence line and then leave. 

The downside is that Scott has to spend time and money fixing this.  But the upside is that the culprit was nice enough to leave behind some good fishing gear and parts to an orange pickup.  Hmmm, I’ll be keeping my eyes out for an orange pickup missing parts.