My Wish Comes True

Last week while reading my daily FreeCycle  post...someone offered two old bikes...and they weren't to far from here. I had posted something a few months ago asking for old bike rims. I sweet talked Mark into taking the truck for the pick-up because I didn't know what size the bikes were and I didn't want to have to take four car seats out of the van.  Just call me lazy I guess. So we get the bikes and they are pretty well shot.  But not the rims!  They are perfect for my version of something I saw on Pinterest.  Now comes the hard part...what to plant that will vine...vine quickly?  Any ideas?

 

I put the bikes minus the rims out on the curb and by morning they were gone...and it wasn't even trash day!  I love a good FreeCycle.

 

Got a little bit of bad news....last night when Mark, not to in the mood, moved the awesome blue door to the perfect spot in the yard...well, it came apart.  Now we have a door in two pieces.  But he promises me he can fix it with a little wood glue and some nails or screws and maybe even a little bit of pressure from the things that hold things together...vice grips.  I don't know.  All I know is that I am one sad, sad, puppy.  "Jan, it's just a door".

Last week while reading my daily FreeCycle  post...someone offered two old bikes...and they weren't to far from here. I had posted something a few months ago asking for old bike rims. I sweet talked Mark into taking the truck for the pick-up because I didn't know what size the bikes were and I didn't want to have to take four car seats out of the van.  Just call me lazy I guess. So we get the bikes and they are pretty well shot.  But not the rims!  They are perfect for my version of something I saw on Pinterest.  Now comes the hard part...what to plant that will vine...vine quickly?  Any ideas?

 

I put the bikes minus the rims out on the curb and by morning they were gone...and it wasn't even trash day!  I love a good FreeCycle.

 

Got a little bit of bad news....last night when Mark, not to in the mood, moved the awesome blue door to the perfect spot in the yard...well, it came apart.  Now we have a door in two pieces.  But he promises me he can fix it with a little wood glue and some nails or screws and maybe even a little bit of pressure from the things that hold things together...vice grips.  I don't know.  All I know is that I am one sad, sad, puppy.  "Jan, it's just a door".