Monthly Archives: May 2014

Hope

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“Hope is not blind optimism. It’s not ignoring the enormity of the task ahead or the roadblocks that stand in our path. It’s not sitting on the sidelines or shirking from a fight. Hope is that thing inside us that insists, despite all evidence to the contrary, that something better awaits us if we have the courage to reach for it, and to work for it, and to fight for it. Hope is the belief that destiny will not be written for us, but by us, by the men and women who are not content to settle for the world as it is, who have the courage to remake the world as it should be.” — Barack Obama

Something about this project fills me with hope.  I am enjoying the challenges that come with it on a daily basis and don’t have any misconceptions about how difficult this project is or will be for me, and I’m loving every minute of it.     I am also enjoying the dreams I have of the places I will go when it’s all complete!  I just signed up for my first vintage camper rally this year.  It will take place in Lake Charles, Louisiana the weekend of September 20-21.  I’m really excited at the thought of camping in Junebug for the first time and showing off my hard work to others who have an appreciation for things old made new again.  This means I’ve got only about four more months before I need to be done!  I’d better kick it into high gear!

Yesterday, I came home from work and discovered a letter taped to my front door.

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My heart sank.  My first thought was, uh oh, someone has finally gotten fed up with this disassembled, eye sore of a camper sitting in my driveway and they’ve written me a letter to complain about it!  I don’t have an HOA in my neighborhood, thank goodness, and so far, I haven’t had any complaints about my little project being in front of my house all the time.  Luckily, when I opened the letter, it was just from a developer wanting to buy my house instead. haha  smile  I’ve always been the kind of person who sees the glass as half full, so I guess it was out of character for me to think the letter was something negative but I couldn’t help but wonder if my luck had run out.  Not this time!

Speaking of the glass being half full, I’m trying to maintain that outlook about my dating life, and I am afraid me posting about it on here is jinxing it or that’s what I’m telling myself anyway.    A few posts ago, I wrote that I was happy to have found someone and then less than a week after that, I was single again.  rolleyes  Dating is so unpredictable!  I decided that from now on, I will not be sharing any more updates on my dating life.   Maybe somehow that will lift the curse.  And if not, at least the only failures you will know about are my failures with Junebug.  haha

So, I’ve gotten quite a bit done since I last wrote.  Last weekend, I screwed in the replacement pieces of wood that I cut a few weeks ago for the framing.

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I also patched a hole in the subfloor where the old rusty water tank had its drain pipe.  I think I did a pretty good job for an amateur anyway.

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Here’s a picture of the hole from under the camper.

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I cut a piece of aluminum to cover the hole and screwed it over the hole under the camper.

 

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And here’s what it looks like after screwing the flashing on and spraying with a bunch of rubber sealant. I will also be painting the undercarriage later to make sure it’s all waterproof.

 

After finishing this task, I screwed the carriage bolt to the other side of my newly made steel crossbeam, and then secured the new overlay on my subfloor to cover the old tiles and create a smooth surface.

Then I screwed in all of the new wall panels.  I had already measured and cut the new birch panels a few weeks ago, so this task was pretty easy.  I used my new electric staple gun to secure them where you couldn’t see the staples, and then I covered the staples with little strips of one inch thick birch plywood held in place with twist nails.  I started drilling pilot holes for the twist nails and they aren’t such a pain anymore!

After that, I decided I really wanted to get all of my tiles laid out and cut to size.  I followed the instructions that Larry shared on his website, http://www.cannedhamtrailers.com/, and it worked perfectly!  I chose purple and white vinyl tiles since my theme is centered around purple. smile

 

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I am almost finished in this pic, I just had the doorway left. That was the hardest part though!

 

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I’m so proud of how well this turned out!

 

 

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Another view from the rear.

After I was done cutting the tiles to size, I had to remove them so I wouldn’t get shellac all over them.  I wanted to label the edges so I could remember where they went when I got ready to glue them down.  Hopefully this method will work!  I’ll report back on that when I get to that step later.

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Yesterday and today, I got to work shellacking the interior walls and cabinets.  I started out trying to use my spray gun, but that turned out to be quite a mess.  The problem with the paint sprayer is that it wastes a TON of shellac in the process!

I had fun with my painting outfit for a short while until I started sweating bullets in the thing.

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The paint sprayer kept leaving runs everywhere, so I decided I will save it for the clear shellac since runs aren’t as noticeable with the clear.  I finished the amber shellacking with a brush.  I’m very pleased with how it looks so far!  The only thing that sucks is that the veneer keeps getting wrinkly at the edges due to all of the moisture.  I’m hoping it won’t be too noticeable once everything is finished.

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The veneer on the closet turned a beautiful amber color after 3 or 4 coats of the amber shellac.

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The wood on the walls is darker, so I only put one coat of shellac on it. It’s not a perfect match but close.

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Here’s a pic of the street side wall.

After finishing this, I decided I wanted to go ahead and cut my new stainless steel backsplash to size.  I had read some really complicated instructions online on how to cut stainless steel and was a little overwhelmed.  I decided that I would just give it a go with my aluminum shears and see what happened.  It wasn’t easy, but it worked in the end!

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I haven’t installed the backsplash yet, the panels are just propped up to see how they will look. Once it’s installed, it will look better. I am excited at how pretty everything is looking so far!

Tomorrow, I’m planning to start spraying everything with lots of clear shellac.  That will start to give it that beautiful shiny look that I’m going for.  Everything is really starting to come together!

Butter Fingers

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Today, I continued my quest of glueing birch veneer onto the remaining bits of wood in the camper that aren’t getting replaced.  I was fairly successful, although today I had a few mishaps. Once I got all of the pieces measured and cut, I got out my new can of contact cement and opened it […]

Owl Never Finish This Project!

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Ok, so I know the statement in my title is incorrect (I sure hope so!), but at the rate I’m going it feels that way, and I was just trying to think of some silly way to incorporate owl into the title. wink  I have some good news to share, my backyard is now home to three Eastern Screech owlets and two proud parents!  I’m so excited to have a little owl family sharing my backyard with me.  They are ridiculously cute, and the first thing I do when I wake up is look out the window to see if the owlets are poking their heads out of the owl house.

It all started a couple of weeks ago when I discovered that my two adult owls had returned from wherever they had been hiding since sometime last year.  Then, last weekend, one of them was occupying the owl house (thanks previous owners of my house for building it!), and she was not at all pleased that I was planting some flowers near her house.  You can see that she is being very protective in the picture below.  I was a little worried she might swoop down and attack my head!

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Little did I know, there were eggs in the house that she was guarding!  A few days later, I noticed a little head poking its way out of the entrance to the owl house and much to my surprise, there were three owlets inside!  I was so excited!

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Since then, I have been outside every day to monitor their progress and try to snap a few photos without scaring them too much.  Below, they are trying to squeeze out of the door of their house at the same time.  I love how their bodies make a heart shape. smile

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Now that I’ve overloaded you with cuteness, I will get to my updates on Junebug’s restoration.  I definitely made some more progress last weekend and today.  Last weekend, I bought a paint sprayer.  What a great invention!  I wish I would have purchased it a while ago because it made shellacking a breeze!  The only drawback was the light coating of shellac that is now all over the garage.   That can be easily prevented by hanging some drop cloths, but I was being lazy because it was clear shellac.  If I use the sprayer for colored paint, I will be more careful.

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Just look at the result!  So shiny and beautiful. 🙂  This is after three coats of amber shellac (with a brush) and then four coats of clear shellac with the sprayer.  It almost has a mirror finish.  I couldn’t be more pleased.   IMG_4214

This weekend I had a helper!  It was nice to have a friend come to help me.  He helped me get the stubborn sink faucet unscrewed so that I can repair it since it was leaking.  I needed to remove it anyway since I will be replacing the laminate on the kitchen countertop.

My friend and I also removed one of the support beams from under the camper and placed a new 2×4 there to replace it.  I had to borrow my neighbor’s drill bit again because I didn’t have one long enough to drill through the 2×4 in order to put the carriage bolt through to secure the beams and subfloor to the frame.  It’s all secure now!

Here’s my friend cutting some of the wood for the frame.IMG_4247Here’s the before picture.

IMG_4249And after!  I still need to replace the paneling here, but you get the idea.  I haven’t secured it yet, it’s just clamped in place.  I had to run to the store to get stainless steel screws.  I will not be buying any non-stainless steel screws in order to avoid any future rusting.

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Here’s a pic of the other side of the wheel.  I also cut new wood pieces to replace the old frame here because it was rotted.  Looks so much better!

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This is the curb side of the camper.  I cut a new little piece here as you can see on the right to replace some additional rotted wood.  Things are really starting to shape up!
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After my friend left, I got to work on my next task, applying birch veneer to the closet wall and one of the shelves that I decided I didn’t feel like removing.   Below are the before pictures.
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I used Weldwood Contact Cement and a little roller.  You apply a coating of contact cement to the veneer and the wood and allow to sit for 20 minutes.  Then you put the two together and it works like a dream!  If you don’t get it lined up correctly though, you’re in big trouble.  Unfortunately, that happened with my shelves.  Luckily I was able to cut a small sliver of veneer to fill in the spot where I was out of alignment, so hopefully no one will really notice my mistake.

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Here’s the veneer with lots of contact cement on it.  I wanted to make sure I had plenty so it would hold up in this Houston heat and humidity.IMG_4256 IMG_4257

 

And here is the finished product!

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Please ignore the other wood around it.  That will all be covered or replaced in due time.  I’m quite proud of the result here!  I put a light behind the veneer in order to see where I needed to cut to trace the outline of the shape.  The veneer is thin enough that you can see the light through it and cut to shape with a razor blade.  It took a little time to complete, but it wasn’t too difficult and the result was worth it!

So overall, I feel like I got quite a bit accomplished today.  I’m still wondering when exactly I’ll be done with this lengthy project.   I’m really hoping it’s sometime this year, fingers crossed!  I hope everyone reading this is enjoying their weekend!  It’s a beautiful weekend here in Houston. I’ll see you all when I have more updates to share.   cool

Mother-Daughter Dresses

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Since Mother’s Day is tomorrow, I thought it would be fitting to dedicate this post to my mom, Janice.   Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!

Since Junebug was built in 1961, I tried to find a picture of my mom from 1961.  The best I could do was a picture of her in 1962, seen below.  She was 6 years old.  I’ll bet she would have loved to go camping in Junebug back then!  In fact, she is interested in going camping in Junebug even today because she’s just that cool. 🙂

Janice_1962 Fast forward a few years…  The picture below has always been one of my favorites.  This was taken in 1988, I was 10 years old and Mom was 31.  Hard to believe I’m already older than she was then and still no kids. haha  I have Baxter, he’s about as close to a kid as I’ve got for the moment.  Jannica+Janice_1988

Circa 1991 – Mom had decided to go blonde.  She was about the same age here as I am now!  And I am currently dying my hair brown (for the most part).  Funny how we were both wanting the opposite hair color to what we were born with.  I guess the grass is always greener…Jannica+Janice_1991

 

 

Three generations of women in 2010: me, my grandma on her 90th birthday, and my Mom.  Two awesome ladies!  I literally wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for them.  Kind of strange when you really think about it.  haha

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Me and Mom in Canada in summer 2010.  I had just moved there and Mom came up to visit.  It was my first week of work in my new assignment,and it was so nice having her there!  She cooked dinner for me every night when I got home.  I remember thinking I could really get used to this!  In the meantime, my stepdad was really missing her so I guess I couldn’t keep her there forever.  Jannica+Janice_Canada And here we are about a year ago at my aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary.  We were having a great time together in the photo booth!

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I feel so grateful to have a mother who is also my best friend.  She is loving, kind, understanding, and supportive.  She isn’t afraid to call me out when she thinks I’m making a mistake, even if I choose not to listen.  Over the years, she has been such a good role model and a trusting confidant.  I can’t imagine my life without her to be honest.

I wanted to share a poem my mom wrote while in graduate school at Texas Tech because I think she is an excellent poet, and I’ve always loved this poem.  Hopefully she won’t mind if I repost it here for others to enjoy.

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Mother-Daughter Dresses

I refused to buy them when she was a toddler,

the lace-trimmed polished cottons and matching

taffetas.  But now we slip in and out

of one another’s closets, taking all

we can.  She finds me listening to her music

but forgives me, for it’s Nirvana, and this night

Kurt Cobain is dead.  She settles beside me

and we whisper an eulogy to “Heart-shaped Box”

and “Come As You Are.”  I describe how her dad and I

did this, turned the lights down, played music

making words more than flesh, the night we heard

about John Lennon.  We sign around the real worry—

the iconography shading her remaining days—

her father, last spring, at church front

in his shimmering blue coffin, heavy

American flag from a Viet Nam tour draped

across his best brown tweed.  The flag, folded

into a perfect trinity, filled her hands,

but still she clutched the rough lapels

of her daddy’s jacket.  Tonight, she says I’m sloshing

gin and tonic on the carpet, so I got to bed,

leaving her to the silent six hundred seconds

ending Cobain’s “Nevermind,” straining for secret tracks.

I’m afraid she knows she won’t find them.  Friends bear

Mascara smudges like ashes, as if they’ve lost a lover or a god,

But for her it’s only another prop pulled, just as mine fall away

When I open the liquor cabinet and find

she’s watered the vodka one more time.  At sixteen,

this daughter looks nothing like me, yet every day she edges

closer to the fit.  Dresses

slip over our shoulders, come floating down.

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