Caulking old houses

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As cold front winds pushed our old windows to the maximum limit of warmth and protection last night — we realized another caulking party is in order. Jane seems to be the only one in the family who can use a caulk gun with artistic finesse. Val and I do better with the hand-held tubes of caulk. I’m on my way to *local giant hardware store* to buy a few more tubes. The big choice is between clear and white silicone. Now, if that doesn’t prove what exciting lives we live on the Inner Banks, I don’t know what does.

Future home improvement projects include new downstairs floors but for this winter, caulk and insulation will have to do the necessary weather protection duty for us. I know those of you who live above the Mason-Dixon Line will scoff at my reaction to the “cold” temperatures that hover in the *shiver* 40s but it’s all about what you’re used to in climate. Right?

I just want some sunshine next week for our Pittsburgh Caroline’s visit. Less wind, lots of sun… for her it’s not so much the temp, it’s the lack of gray skies in eastern NC in November that make her visits great. We’ll be venturing out to Goose Creek State Park with Ruth in a nice big-wheel wheelchair. Val and I went to a program there last Saturday to learn about how to identify birds while drinking and we realized Ruth could have a nice time out there because of the new trails and boardwalks.

It’s like my blog entries about having a virus, huh? Not really Pulitzer Prize winning information but gosh-gracious, it’s relevant to me.