Grey Gardens

Where do you think you are living

...Grey Gardens?

It's out of control here....

With all that has been going on outside the house and the dogs being trapped in the house all day while so much was going on the outside and then Newman hurting himself.
Our routine is shot.

The dogs have had a lapse on being house broken.
Not Violet of course. She is perfect.
But three plus weeks of not being able to go out whenever they wanted or needed to and me being distracted by Newman not feeling good. Well...there has been a lapse. Bad dogs....very bad dogs.

The good news....Newman all of a sudden started feeling much better Monday night. On Tuesday afternoon, he was back wanting to play and be with the rest of the gang. It was out of hand....they were playing, with me yelling at them to stop because I was afraid someone would get hurt....uh...Newman.

They were racing through the house and knocking things over and grabbing the mail as it came in the mail slot and ripping it up before I could get it. Then Harvey was flipping the food bowl and food was going everywhere. There was food all over the bathroom floor because I'd put it in there for Newman to eat when he wanted to hide in the bathroom during his convalescence.

Oh...and they've been catching and eating locusts like crazy. Violet has eaten four, now. Newman two. Because you know he has not felt well...and that limited his hunting capabilities.

At night the buzzing of locusts has been so loud its been unbelievable. Like little high pitched chainsaws going and going and going, piercing your brain. That noise has been driving me crazy.

My yard is looking terrible...things are dying because even with daily watering the three weeks of 100 plus degree weather is just burning up my bushes and grass.

The place is just a mess and I've been too busy to stop and just organize and clean house. I found myself yelling at the weenies.

"Where do you think you are living....
Grey Gardens?"

Harvey, thinking about it

He, he...no Momma.....

Newman is feeling better....thank goodness....so I'll let them slide. I can forgive all.

But today's chaos and me feeling out of control and living with wild animals got me to thinking about Grey Gardens and I looked it up. Of course I was all into it awhile ago when it was on HBO but I wanted to see what it is like today. Perhaps as inspiration that I can get this place back in line.

Grey Gardens as it was in the 1970's.

Grey Gardens as it was when it was first built.

Grey Gardens....today.

I found this interesting video of the house with the current owner. It's delightful to hear Little Edie's reaction to the new owner when she said she wanted to buy it.

http://hamptons.curbed.com/tags/grey-gardens

The Grey Gardens garden playhouse. My garage could easily look like this. I've got the blue trim...just need to plant loads of hostas and a flowering vine. My brother in law...the one that I almost electrocuted three weeks ago (I think I told you about that) is coming back this weekend to finish pulling down the carport. 

Everyone is asking to see the after paint photos of the house. They are coming soon. I'm just trying to get the dogs in control, the landscape in control, put all back in place outside and get back to a place of sanity. You'd love the outfit I wore today... panty hose over my shorts with a lovely scarf pinned to my head. I think it's important to look your best even when just around the house.

I'll be back on track soon....so will the weenies...well...one can only hope.

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