And now the chronicalling of the work done on said Sows Ear Inn (or Sows Rear Inn as a friend put it) will begin. And since I am tired of talking like I am speaking for someone else, it is making me feel skit-so-frentic (sorry don't feel like looking it up), I will continue this maudelin story in the first person. I think. I did not pay much attention in English. So, you figure it out!
I hope to regal you all with photos of the trans, or wait, should I call it the "trash"formation of this old house as it goes along. IF I can ever figure out how to post pictures here. Every other blog in the world seems to know how to do it but I cannot figure it out. Plus my main computer with all my pictures is dead, so until that gets back I can't do a thing. And double plus, I have to go babysit my mother for 2 weeks so I won't be home to figure it out. So until then...you will have to be satisfied staring at the Sows Ear Inn one and only photo. Unless of course you count the pig!