This old house

We bought our home in the city– an eighty-year-old urban haven for our little growing family. As we’ve been doing our spring cleaning and coming across all the simple, uh, pleasures of living in an older home I was inspired to write a few posts about the art of living in an older house.

There are wonderful quirks, and not-so-wonderful quirks. For example, our pest problem. For the two springs that we’ve lived here we’ve gotten a rodent in the house. This spring we’ve had more than one. We get them in the fall, too. We don’t, however, have them year in and out. I think they keep wondering if we’ve moved out yet.

We get some traps, and keep extra clean for a few weeks, and then they’re gone. This year’s guests aren’t gone yet so we’ve gotta stay alert.

It’s kind of creepy, but I think of all country women out on the farm who live with this kind of vermin and find it common place. It’s just the symptom of living in an older house, there’s nothing you can do to change it.

So, that’s my introduction to my series (every time I intend to start a series I only write one post, so I hope this is the exception) on our old house. I’ll also post about upkeep, gardening, the neighborhood, and if I think of anything else I’ll post about that, too.

Happy spring cleaning to all of you, on the Memorial Day weekend!

I like to read the “Loopers'” blogs

even though I am not a Looper myself. They’re Lutheran Homeschoolers for those who don’t know.

This week, The Rebellious Pastor’s Wife wrote an excellent post about the Parable of the Good Samaritan. She’s taking a class and these were based on a lecture, I think.

Let me just say that I’m JEALOUS that she is taking a class like this. Look at this quote:

But Jesus is the Good Samaritan. He comes and bandages our wounds, gives us a safe place, and revives us. He is God, so He cannot be unclean, but He takes our uncleanness upon Him. He gives the innkeeper two denarii (two days pay) to watch after us and says He will repay him when He comes back….when? He took care of two days…so He’s returning on the 3rd Day…when He rises again.

I love it! It seems like the kind of text-dissection that went on in my best literature classes in college, but it’s about Christ. I would LOVE that. Suddenly I’m very jealous of seminarians. I bet they get to read this stuff all the time.