Photo update!

Didn't intend to take a vacation from blogging, but it happened and it was not my fault. It was my laptop's fault. It went on strike, and is still on strike, and will forever more be on strike. That and with the sad demise of my laptop I also lost the ability to upload pictures from my camera...and blogging with no pictures is just no fun at all. Now I am writing from our new desktop computer, and using pictures that I now have the ability to take from my shiny new phone.

So here are some photo updates!

1. First of all, I want to give a chicken update since I haven't written much about them since that first egg was so gallantly laid. We started getting 4-5 a day, and now we're down to 1-2 a day because of winter's fading light. I never figured out who that mystery egg came from since she didn't do a follow up until a few weeks later, but now everyone's eggs are represented. The last to lay was my older Ameraucana. We never did fortify the the fence much, but let the hens free range in the back yard. They can get through the back fence, but so far they haven't traveled more than a few feet beyond.

2. Baby update! As you may expect, Baby Lillian is pretty much taking over my uterus and is preparing for her grande debut in February. She's already head down and waiting expectantly. I feel her moving every day, but it's not constant. She seems to be a lazy baby, so I expect she won't be leaving her comfy little nest until well after her due date. We'll see if she's always late, just like her daddy and his brothers.

I have been working on Baby Lillian's room, but I've already had a baby shower so it's a disaster in there!

I am way more excited that I should be about my growing stash of cloth diapers:

So far I have 2 BumGenius all-in-one diapers, 4 Flip one-size covers, and 3 Thirsties size one covers. Since I am quitting my job soon the idea is to save money by cloth diapering. I plan on using mostly prefolds and covers, but I got those BumGenius for only $13 apiece (normally $18) so I thought I'd try them out. I still haven't bought the prefolds.

As for crafting, I have made a crib skirt and put some art on the wall:

I'm loving how the crib skirt came out. The fabric came from a set of those vintage sheets I had laying around.

Yes, that is an exercise ball in the crib. Supposedly sitting on them helps with your posture, and having good posture helps ensure that the baby can turn and be in the proper position for birth. The ball must be caged to keep it away from pesky feline shenanigans. I can't have anything nice. See below for more evidence.

L for Lillian Clare!

This is a poster I got at the Texas Library Association conference that I went to a couple years ago. I picked it up at the time because it was cute and I thought, "maybe some day I will have a baby girl and I can hang this in her room." Amazing foresight, huh? The poster was an irregular size, so I just got a $10 poster frame which was too big and applied wood-looking contact paper to the backing to cover up the ugly particle board.

This little baby was left in the room by the previous owners! Looks like the horse theme was meant to be!

I still need to make a changing pad cover and nursing cover. Oh, and finish the little quilt I started making for her.

4. This is why I can't have anything nice:

This cat is a total mischief maker. She destroyed our old "leather" couches by sharpening her claws on them. She refuses to use the litter box and will gladly use either the carpet, a rug or the tile floor immediately next to the litter box. She quite often has diarrhea. For the longest time I couldn't let her be outside at the same time as the chickens because she would chase them and cause them to panic and end up in the neighbors' yards. Ollie repeatedly laments, "Let's get rid of this cat! She's a nuisance!" But I luff her, and I know Ollie is secretly attached to her as well.

Some progress

Aw man, I looooove being a cheapskate! The crib set I wanted was recently featured on Craigslist for $125 and now resides in a few different rooms of my house. That's a crib, crib mattress, changing table, changing table pad. The crib alone on Amazon on sale was $160. The cheapest mattress was $40. Changing table on Amazon was on sale for $75. The changing pad I'd registered for at Target was $27. That woulda been about $300!

I would feature a picture of the set but I had to take the crib apart to bring it through the doorway. Will update when the room is prettified. What's funny is that I'm getting all worked up making the room perfect when I know the baby doesn't care what the room looks like. She just wants me to eat some nutritious food, take my vitamins and maybe sing to her every now and then. It's also funny that I'm bound to forget something. When I planned my wedding I was most excited about the appearance and feel of the event. I had tons of flowers, I painstakingly tracked down some sage green tablecloths, I chose the perfect invitations, I found a pretty old-fashioned church even though I didn't give a hoot about God. But when the day came, there was no one to cut the freaking cake! Some friends had to step in and do it. Yeah...I'm bound to forget something that's actually important.

Anyway, it does feel good fixing up the room because I just want to do stuff for her. I don't yet feel her consistently, I feel a kick about once or twice a day, very subtle. But I want to act positively on her behalf, the first tiny sacrifices in a life of self-sacrificial love.

Looking forward to my February baby, but I'll settle for this just this cool weather for now :)

Making Room for Baby

Above lies the contents of my stretchy uterus at 18 weeks! We found out our little one is a girl! Ever since this revelation I've been thinking about how to fix her up a little bedroom. Here is the room as it stands now, with all my little tools in it.

Recall that this house was built in the 1970s and seemed to contain every building trend of that decade. The walls are hollow paneling and the doors (were) dark, flat wood with golden knobs. The previous owners had done some work attempting to update the house, and I've continued that legacy. They sprayed texture over most of the paneling so that it looks like drywall at first glance. The room is painted blue and the trim is/was painted a weird brown color. I intend to finish painting the doors white (in the hallway too) and repaint the trim and light switch/plug panels to match. The paint can also use a little freshening up. Every time I walk into this room I get a little overwhelmed and don't know where to start. As you can see, I already painted some of the trim, but there is still a good bit to be done. It still looks really crappy right now, but I'm trying not to get discouraged.

This is what I'm dealing with. Apparently when texture was sprayed on the walls, no effort was taken to spare the trim. This makes it difficult to paint it to look really straight and clean. You can see the old brown which extends beyond the trim onto the wall. It seems like I'm going to have to come along with a tiny brush and paint blue over this poopy line which was sloppily painted before. I have packing tape protecting the carpet from getting paint on it, so that messiness at the bottom is going to soon disappear. I'm afraid it's still going to look weird because of that texture, though. Needs another coat. So do the doors. What's so funny is that I HATE PAINTING SO MUCH, and yet I've done so much of it this year....I just look ahead to the final product. This brown trim is ALL OVER THE HOUSE, so there will still be lots of painting left for me to do!

Sigh.....I just want to get this tedious stuff done so I can play with decorations, curtains, crib, making crib sheets and otherwise filling this room with adorable cuteness. My inspiration is this sheet I found at a thrift store.

I love, love, love the pattern on this fabric. I bought this a couple of months ago thinking that maybe if I have a girl I will get to use it for curtains in the blue room. The shade of blue in the flowers looks really nice with the blue that's on the wall and those yellows, pinks and greens really girlify the room. I especially love all these colors because I'm not a huge fan of pink and purple. I got some other sheets at the thrift store that I'm planning to use as well. I'm pretty sure one of these will become a crib skirt and the other will become a crib sheet.

My finger is really itching to press "add to cart" on my crib of choice. It's taking all willpower to keep from doing it! I can't wait until this room starts looking like a baby's room!

New egg

Mystery egg on the left, Mrs. Kravitz's egg on the right.

The hubs found a brown egg yesterday out between the our two empty garden beds, sitting innocently on the ground. I think you can tell the color difference in the photo above, Mrs. Kravitz's eggs are darker and a little more rusty looking. I don't know who laid this light colored egg outside the nest box, but I intend to watch them today and find out!

Meanwhile, I've been trying to eat eggs more often. This is actually an awesome time for the chickies to start laying because my midwife said I need to eat lots of protein for breakfast! The past few days I've been rockin' the potato and egg breakfast taco. Now I realize that to anyone not in Texas, the thought of eating a taco for breakfast seems a little foreign. You're missing out. I even made my own tortillas following my husband's experimental recipe which he concocted in a vain attempt to approximate the heavenly deliciousness of his mom's tortillas which are made from unmeasured ingredients.

Flour Tortillas

1 c. flour

1 tsp. baking powder

1/2 tsp. salt

1 T. vegetable oil

1/3-1/2 c. hot water

1. Mix the dry ingredients, then add the oil and mix in until the flour is crumbly.

2. Add some of the water and stir, add more water if needed. The dough needs to be soft but not sticky.

3. Separate into about 4 pieces and form them into balls and then squash them down a little. I like to let this sit for a few minutes.

4. Roll out into tortillas. My mother in law rolls the rolling pin forward and backward over the dough quickly, then turn about 1/8 turn and do it again. Keep doing that in a circular fashion until the tortilla is the size you want, probably about 7-8 inches across.

5. Cook them on a hot cast iron skillet or griddle (about medium-high heat) about 30 seconds on each side. If you set the hot tortillas between the folds of a kitchen towel they will soften up a little more and be even better. Done!

For the potato and egg part of the taco, today I just took a smallish red potato, peeled it and chopped it into little chunks. I boiled them until soft, then drained and dumped them into a skillet on medium heat. While the potatoes were boiling I scrambled three eggs and set them aside. Once the potatoes are in the skillet, add the raw scrambled eggs on top of the potatoes. Add salt and pepper on top of that. Stir until eggs are cooked. The tricky thing is that you want about equal parts egg and potato. I thought my breakfast might be a little too egg heavy this morning, but it turned out really good.

Sometimes I cook the potatoes by sauteing them in a skillet with oil and onions until soft, and this is the way my husband prefers it. I like the potatoes either way. It gives a little different flavor depending on how you cook the potatoes, but I've already eaten potato and egg tacos cooked the other way this week so I switched it up this morning!

Straight from the chicken's butt!

The first egg!

I am pleased to announce that one of my hens has started laying! Several days ago I noticed that when I would reach my hand down to Mrs. Kravitz the hen she would crouch down and be still. This behavior confused me as all of my hens usually just run away. I started thinking that the chicken had just become inordinately scared of me because she has so much trouble with my cat targeting and chasing her, including one instance in which the cat scared her so much she shoved herself through the fence into the neighbor's dog yard where we had to rescue her. I looked up my question on Google and turned up info about the squatting behavior.

I said to myself, "oh shit!" I didn't even have a nest box in my coop yet, and I keep all the chickens separate from the coop during the day anyway. I didn't want them to start laying just anywhere. I read that free range chickens will usually go back to their coop to lay.

Right away I opened up the coop, found a five gallon bucket to serve as a nest box, shoved a little hay into it, stabilized the bucket with some rocks and bricks. All this time, Mrs. Kravitz was in the coop watching me and looking impatient. When I finally got things settled she went right in there and started rearranging hay before she just sat down and stayed for about an hour and a half. At the end of that time I went out to find that pretty brown speckled egg above! Seems like I got that settled just in the nick of time!

Since that first egg I've been leaving the chickens to roam the yard during the day so that they have access to the coop. Every day since Tuesday there's been another egg. I ate the first one, but there are currently three waiting in the refrigerator. Here's the beauty I found today.

In the nest!

In the hand!

 Mrs. Kravitz is a red sex link, so I think she has some Rhode Island Red in her. I hear that this breed matures quickly, so maybe that's why she's the first to lay. So far each egg has been really consistent: all brown with tiny white speckles and weighing 53 grams.

Mrs. Kravitz

Four gals.

Ginger the buff orp.

I can't wait until the Ameraucanas start laying. I'm ready to see some blue or green. This weekend the hubs and I are planning to fortify the back fence and a few spots on the side fence so that the ladies can be more securely contained in our yard.

Goodbye, sea of brown.

Since we moved into this 1970s house, I have been battling the neverending brown and darkness. You may recall my first attempts adding color with curtains, here. I also completed a little painting project which I never got around to blogging about--painting the long-dark-road-stripe-yellow-hallway-white.

Here is the before pic. I should've turned on the light in that hallway so the yellow could be better seen, but essentially the previous owners painted that hallway to try and match the wood in the kitchen and living room. Unfortunately, they did a pretty good job of that and the hallway just continues the monochromatic feel of the entire living room and kitchen, given that the walls, floors, blinds, and kitchen cabinets are nearly the same color! To break up that feel, I just gave the hallway a new coat of off-white, kind of tan paint. I'm still not quite sure I like the color completely, but I do like it a whole lot more than the yellow.


I adore the differentiation between the wood and the painted wall afterward, and I never, ever thought that I would find a white wall a relief, as usually I can't wait to apply some color to white walls! One of the next de-browning and de-1970ing projects I'm wanting to complete is to make the hallway doors appear to be panelled and painted white. Once those doors are white I may decide that the hallway needs a nice blue or green! I want to get these things done before I get too pregnant to climb up ladders, bend and such.

Here are a couple more pictures of the living room to remind you exactly what I am wrestling with. Ignore the ghost orb and evil cat. You can see several future projects in this first pic: painting that closet door next to the ghost orb white, and possibly painting the front door a fun color. Green maybe? We'll see what I can convince the hubs to do, as he is leery about painted front doors.

My project for today will hopefully involve getting some white faux wood blinds for the front living room window, the side window, and the kitchen window. Let's have some more white to break up that brown! A plus to this project is that these "semi-private" (what's the use of that?!?!) brown bamboo blinds are going to be replaced by real PRIVATE blinds. Once the new blinds are up I will make a curtain to top the side window there.

You can see yet another future project in this second pic: replace that cheapo folding tray that we use as a side table.

As for my outdoor projects that I mentioned before....it's still too hot for them in my opinion!

Yard Planning

As you may recall, earlier this year we built a chicken coop in our yard.

You can probably tell that the coop is in the middle of the yard. Yes, smack dab in the middle. When we built it we thought that we would let the chickens free range in our yard, but we've since noticed that a good portion of the back yard would have to have new fencing to contain the littler cluckers, which would be expensive. So now we have a new plan which includes moving this heavy coop about 10 yards to sit up next to the shed in this area:

We could then use the wall of the shed as one side of a chicken run, and fence in the three other sides. I think it would be really nice to have chickens moved back there so the coop can be in an out-of-the-way location in an area that's shady all day. I'd like to border the enclosure with some kind of fruit trees, in my mind fig trees. There would still be room back there  to create another enclosure if I ever wanted to get a dairy goat or some crazy business like that in the future.

The chickens need to get situated because Egg Watch 2012 is on. These biddies are nearing about 20 weeks old, so who knows when those eggs will start coming. As it stands now, I herd the chickens into my garden area to spend the day (we don't have anything planted yet) and I really don't want to have to set up any kind of nest box in there because it's always been just a temporary solution.

I have also been holding on to these awesome T posts for my clothesline that my dad welded for me.

I've been trying to figure out where to place these babies in the yard. The right hand side of the yard is iffy because I don't want to accidentally dig into the septic tank, and getting too close to the fence may put drying clothes in danger of snagging on barbed wire. I'm thinking now that it may be a good idea to get the chicken run built, trees planted, and position the clothesline a little in front of this.

So to start this whole thing off, I suppose we need a few strong men's arms.

Socially Awkward...

Someone needs to create a guide online to help the socially awkward among us accomplish ordinary, seemingly innocuous tasks which are excruciatingly difficult for people with the above impairment. I just spent two whole days preparing for a single 8 minute phone call. Most of this time was spent going over and over in my head how to begin the conversation on the phone. I searched for advice online and found lists of questions to ask the -type of person I was calling, sorry for the vagueness-, but what I needed was more of like: What do I say when she answers the phone? Should I introduce myself? Do I need to say my last name? How much detail should I go into? How should I ease into asking my list of questions?

Other tasks that are exceedingly difficult for me:
Meeting acquaintances unexpectedly. What should I say?
Inviting people places.
Ordering pizzas.
Calling doctors/clinics/craigslist people....
Introducing myself in a group.
Thinking of questions at interviews.
Powerpoint presentations/outreach.
Talking to people at small restaurants/stores/booths.
Having lots of people look at me (the wedding was very, very difficult).

And so the quest continues. I have so many more calls to make, but at least I got enough courage to call one.

Project Updates!

1. Table Project


This project is still not complete! I had to stop working on it last weekend because we were having people over for Mother's Day and I needed the paint to dry and harden a bit before being sat on and scuffed up. So here is the state of the table:

I applied polycrylic to the legs of the chairs and base of the table to protect against foot abuse, but still have work to do on the seats and backs. Appealed to fashion and convinced the hubby that the seats need to be green as well, but haven't had time to go back and apply primer, paint and polycrylic. The backs need to be touched up due to scratches from people sitting on them. I'm getting excited because the project is actually turning out pretty well despite the loooooong time it's taking.

2. Baby Girl Quilt

I mentioned a quilt I was starting in this post some time back. I've since finished it and given it to the beautiful girl in question! Here it is finished:

You can't see too many details in this pic, but I can sure tell that my stitching was a bit crooked on top. I fixed it after the pic was taken.

3. Baby Boy Quilt


Here's a peek at what I've been working on this week. This project will be done in short order because the baby shower is on Sunday! I hope my cousin is as happy with this symphony of beachy blues and greens as I am! This is just the quilt top, still need to make the quilt sandwich and sew it down.

4. Garden Project


Our pitiful progress on the garden is laughable. But at least we finally borrowed a truck and got it mostly filled with dirt!

I think plants are in the garden's future this weekend, but this is still a tricky prospect because we don't have a truck. I drive a Mustang which can barely fit people in the back seat. We really need a truck. This problems slows down so many of our projects.

Neverending Table Project

Lately I've been reading lots of decorating blogs and scouring Pinterest for frugal decorating ideas...and getting unbearably inspired to do some projects of my own. Thursday I decided to tackle my kitchen table which had been bothering me because the table top is made of a very light wood which doesn't really go with the paneling in our kitchen. I began the project with spirit and vigor...it was great fun. I figured that I could do the whole project in an afternoon and then put the kitchen back to normal. Ah, naievte...

Project this evening after priming and two coats of paint.

Let me first mention that the table cost $150 brand new out of the box in 2006, which should clue you in to its quality. I was reminded of this as I was taking the spindles off the chairs so I could sand the seats and noticed that a lot of them were cracked near the bottom. I mostly noticed this because of the splintering sound as the bastards came apart! I attempted for fix the breaks with wood glue and sighs of frustration which may or may not have included some words that shouldn't be part of a lady's vocabulary. After sanding and putting the chairs back together because I was afraid of breaking any more spindles, I started the painting. The above results were achieved only with THREE coats of paint. Yes. I would call that number EXCESSIVE. That is, one coat of primer and two coats of paint. It was painstakingly tedious and long. Took several hours. I even painted over the brokenness.

Recall that the plan with this table was to paint the legs green and then stain the top and seats a darker shade of brown. I had taken the chairs apart and fought with broken spindles for the sake of sanding down the seats. Today I applied the stain to disastrously hideous results.

Seems like I didn't sand off enough (couldn't tell whether I was down to bare wood or not). The stain seeped into all the tiny cracks and beautifully highlighted all of the beatings the seat's endured over the years. And now I definitely can't take off the spindles to sand some more because the wimps will break. My options are to a) paint the seats green and then apply polyurethane over them or b) apply the polyurethane and just to-hell-with-it preserve the current color which was the reason for this project all along.

The table top may still be able to be stained, but we'll have to bust out the power sander. But if I do that, then the seats of the chairs will not match the table top, but the table top will match the room. The hubs really doesn't want the chairs painted completely green, but I think it's going to be the best looking option. Personally, I quite enjoy the green chairs dancing around my head!

I just want this project to be over!

Survivors & Newbies

The big girls were surprised yesterday when I opened their coop and inserted a dog crate containing three new sisters. These two gals were definitely not the higher-ups on the pecking order with my deceased ladies, and Ginger and Nutmeg kept seeming kind of jumpy and nervous the last few days, although they appear to have enjoyed being able to sleep on the windowsill of the coop together. Yesterday Ollie and I visited a local poultry and rabbit operation and bought three 8 week old chicks: a black sex-link, a red sex-link and a gray Ameraucana that looks like a pigeon.

My other girls are probably 9-10 weeks old, so these babies need to catch a growth spurt. I let the birds integrate during the evening of day one, and witnessed four little bird bodies sleeping on the windowsill of the coop together that night. The next day I noticed that big Nutmeg was chasing after the little girls and trying to peck them...so they are now separated again. I may let them be out together tonight again and see how that goes since the dog crate is not big enough to accommodate three growing chicks for long.

A dog is not a person...

And neither is a chicken.

Yesterday my boss told us about a story she read in Dear Abby. A father had written in to complain that his son, a sports fan who would get very angry when his favorite teams lost, would take out his frustration by beating the family's dog. The father wanted to know how he could convince his wife to get rid of the dog.

At this point in the story the phone rang and my boss answered it, so I was left talking to a certain 19 year old security guard. He was saying that if he was the kid's father he would beat his kid and push his kid down the stairs. I'm sure he wasn't serious as he frequently says shocking things just to maintain a certain level of "asshole". So I said, "but then the punishment would be worse than the actual offense." He replied, "no, because the kid had beaten the dog." It occurred to me that the guard regarded his suggested punishment as a fulfillment of some kind of "eye for an eye" justice and was regarding the person and the dog as entities of equal dignity. I said, "a dog is not a person." He said, "to some people a dog is a person." My boss agreed with him.

Okay. Just because someone treats their dog like a person does not mean the dog becomes a person. They were suggesting to me a kind of shifty reality in which someone's mere thought has the power to change fact. Which by default means that there is no such thing as absolute truth. I don't agree. There IS absolute truth, and no matter how wrong animal cruelty may be, the same cruelty to a person will always be worse. And since truth is absolute, I have to let it inform all aspects of my personal life no matter how difficult it may be.

Today two of my chicks died in the mouth of my neighbor's peppy blue healer. My default is to break down and cry, but still, a pea-brained $3 chicken with a fleeting life span is not worth such deep sorrow. I named them people's names, but that doesn't make my dear chicks people.

RIP Hailey the Golden Comet and Judy the Barred Rock.

If I keep chicken farming there are bound to be many more instances like this in my future.

Mockingbirdanjo

As I was laying out in the shade of my pretty chinese tallow tree today, I realized that I play banjo like a mockingbird. Those suckers have some serious ADHD. I too start off playing one song and sometimes it just turns into another song.

Happiness

I am beyond happy today. Here's why:

1. The biggest and most crucial ingredient to this state of mind is that I'm not at work, and I keep remembering that I won't have to report back to that dark place until Monday. Since I suffer from a serious condition called pre-work depression, I can clearly foresee several days of impending happiness. That knowledge in itself just feeds the happiness. Yeah, I need a new job....

2. I have just completed a HUGE landmark in my sewing career which I am currently wearing as I write this. I have taken measurements, drafted a pattern on craft paper, cut out the pieces, and sewn a freakin' shirt! This shirt, the most beautifully simple shirt in existence, FITS. Since all commercial patterns are fitted for a B cup bust, I've never created a shirt that fits exactly right. For this peasant blouse, I sized the front piece about 6 inches wider than the back piece, and then I created a casing for for elastic to fit just underneath the bust and pull things in. I'm pretty sure I will use this pattern again for a sleeveless shirt, and possibly for a peasant dress.

3. I finished a quilt for Baby Reese...and if there are any mistakes to be seen on it, they were all intentional. Yeah, I'm sticking with that story. It's still really cute, despite some uneven stitching.

4. I saved Ginger and Meg, my Buff Orp and Ameraucana from the grip of feral cat fangs this morning. I had all the chicks grouped together in their little yard, and when the chicks saw a cat lurking around, Ginger and Meg panicked and flew outside the walls and went a walkin', hoping that fate would defeat their clawed foe like in Rosie's Walk. I looked outside and saw the danger just in time, chased off the cat and plonked those feather-brained chicks back in their own yard.

5. Chicken pot pie is on the menu tonight. Not Ginger and Meg, some poor cruelly treated factory chicken...but we'll try to forget that fact.

6. I keep reflecting on the fact that I am officially freakin' CATHOLIC as of last Saturday, and it's only a few days until I can receive the body and blood of Jesus again! It just speaks to the mercy of God that someone like me, who was so negative on Christianity for so long, would come to see that joyful day! I just wish I could smell like holy chrism all the time....

7. My sweet husband gave me half of his sheath-making money, so now I have $20 which will be spent on some jersey knit so I can make this comfy looking dress.

Chicky Progress

I picked me up a sweet box of chicky goodness a couple of weeks ago from a feed store. 

Pic taken on March 25

The breeds are: barred rock, buff orpington, gold sex-link (mix between a rhode island red and a rhode island white) and a blurry ameraucana. These little biddies are already a pleasure to watch, partly because the smallest runtiest one appears to be the most bold and bossy. Since I got the chicks from the feed store, I don't know exactly how old they are. I think a couple of them are now 3 weeks old, and the other two are 4 weeks old. The gals are now starting to look like real miniature chickens...

Pic taken today

Today - enjoying sunshine, grass and fresh breeze.

...which means they are quickly outgrowing their little brooder. It's already warm enough here that I have to turn their heat lamp completely off during the day and temps still reach 85 degrees in the barn shop. Luckily my chicky shack is pretty much complete! Soon I will move these girls in there and get them out of their little brooder. Oliver and I used the plans from Building a Chicken Coop for Dummies and made "The Minimal" due to our lack of carpentry skills. "The Minimal" uses only straight cuts. 

3/25/12

Man power!

And here's the finished product, only missing exterior paint.

Ollie's genius idea, used hinges from some old cabinet doors.

Roof is some plastic looking stuff from Lowes. You can actually cut this with scissors.

 

Besides paint, I also need to find a latch for the chicken door/ramp. I'm also not that confident about the security of the chain lock for the human door. The book recommended it, but I might try to find an alternative if I think of anything that will work. The tall side of the coop is really plain and faces the house, so I might paint some happy little poppies or sunflowers on it. Coop mural sounds promising!