tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post1641947372872814366..comments2024-03-01T22:45:35.314-06:00Comments on Bag Blog: Words to Live ByBag Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-3248451462592358842011-09-16T11:06:00.587-05:002011-09-16T11:06:00.587-05:00You let go of a woman who had a hot tub and buildi...<i>You let go of a woman who had a hot tub and building talents!?</i><br /><br />Yeah, I did. It's a long story but the Reader's Digest version is she wanted to get married four months into our relationship and I didn't. That's waaay too fast, and I told her so. The resulting dialog (dialog? heh) wasn't pretty.Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-5326626349802235052011-09-16T06:15:24.549-05:002011-09-16T06:15:24.549-05:00Moogie,
I don't know how amazing I am, but I&#...Moogie,<br />I don't know how amazing I am, but I'm certainly sore.<br /><br />Jesse,<br />It was a cool door. We probably had you pulling nails out of old boards too. Child labor!Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-33216197953887244472011-09-15T20:57:04.407-05:002011-09-15T20:57:04.407-05:00I was 11 that summer, and when ever I asked to hel...I was 11 that summer, and when ever I asked to help out with building the house, I'd be sent over to strip paint off that old door. I'd work on it for a little while and then sneak off. It was a neat door, though!Jesse Baggetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16683928315232549086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-78550133043099018112011-09-15T18:51:59.249-05:002011-09-15T18:51:59.249-05:00You are amazing.You are amazing.Moogie Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-84275574908841707162011-09-15T09:36:26.788-05:002011-09-15T09:36:26.788-05:00Thanks for the update. Hang in there!
~AMThanks for the update. Hang in there!<br />~AMAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10433907044785046226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-12858285311118201202011-09-15T07:31:49.345-05:002011-09-15T07:31:49.345-05:00Buck,
You can buy a door in its frame ready to put...Buck,<br />You can buy a door in its frame ready to put in an opening. It takes a bit of balancing the door to get it so that it opens and closes the way it is suppose to. The door we bought was metal so there was no taking it off the hinges and trimming it. We had to take it completely out of the opening - frame and all. Then we put down a piece of backer board that we had been using under the tile. It raised the door just right to swing over the tile.<br /><br />You let go of a woman who had a hot tub and building talents!?Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-9943134314186979852011-09-15T06:20:22.915-05:002011-09-15T06:20:22.915-05:00So... I'm reading this and my last girlfriend ...So... I'm reading this and my last girlfriend came to mind: the ONLY woman I've ever known who had her very own tile saw, which was quite an impressive piece of power equipment. She bought it several years before I met her and used it when she laid tile in her entry way, kitchen, and spa room (I don't know how else to describe that room, but it was primarily occupied by this big-ass hot tub and hordes of ferns and other green stuff).<br /><br />I think about that woman every single time you write a building story. Your skill sets were/are very similar.<br /><br />How in the hell do you "raise a door?" Cut more off of the top opening? Trim the door itself? (I know: I'm an idiot.)Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-83893028977018464112011-09-15T05:11:02.253-05:002011-09-15T05:11:02.253-05:00Becky,
Yep, it would not taste good, and that old ...Becky,<br />Yep, it would not taste good, and that old door would never have worked right.<br /><br />Jo,<br />Our dads could have been bad together. Did I mention that Dad kept a bottle of Wild Turkey under the seat of his pick-up truck? <br /><br />Andy,<br />I'm already dealing with some sinus problems and feel like someone set a weight on my chest. Maybe it is the tile laying! But it's like we are in the last kick and we have to finish.Bag Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-56469563537124062912011-09-15T00:27:23.072-05:002011-09-15T00:27:23.072-05:00Lou, I laid 12" square tile in our kitchen a ...Lou, I laid 12" square tile in our kitchen a few years ago...ripped out the old plywood floor, did all the right stuff, etc.<br /><br />Tiling is not for people that don't do it all the time. For the next four days I felt like I had the flu.<br /><br />Seriously. Every stinkin' cell in my body ached. I was physically ill. <br /><br />Good luck...Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10945901944078164054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-89163281878487807432011-09-14T22:23:09.937-05:002011-09-14T22:23:09.937-05:00Lou, don't you know our Dads could have told s...Lou, don't you know our Dads could have told some stories. Would have been fun to see them together. Maybe someone made chicken salad for me that way, I don't eat much chicken. Hmmmm.Jo Castillohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00411430042547033972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-44164854841749055152011-09-14T18:34:26.208-05:002011-09-14T18:34:26.208-05:00Well, I suppose you could, but it wouldn't tas...Well, I suppose you could, but it wouldn't taste very good.Becky Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10901212090175780900noreply@blogger.com