The Name Game

bobeche, bobeche, bo-obeche
Banana-fana fo-fobeche
Fee-fi-mo-mobeche
bobeche!

Unfortunately during the biweekly cleaning routine a few weeks ago, one of our bobeches broke. It was a gift we'd received years ago and have no idea where it was from. As a result, we had trouble finding a matching replacement even though we did a lot of searching.

We decided to change gears and take advantage of the situation. So we moved the various bobeches around onto different candlesticks. The last piece of the puzzle was to buy a pair of bobeches to replace the broken one. These would coordinate better with a different set of candlesticks that were now bobeche-free.

The order was placed and they arrived yesterday.

This morning I installed the crystals onto the bobeche and put the resulting ensemble onto the candlesticks.

Voila.

P.S. - Bobeche is a French word. For pronunciation hints compare and contrast "cache" (a collection of items stored in a hidden place) vs "cachet" (the state of being admired or respected)...

The Root Cellar

As we've done various other projects, the root cellar has acted as a storage area for random things.

Years ago we removed the old shelving which had seen better days. They were too narrow and over the years had become too weak to really support anything.  Removing them provided a little extra space in which we could store random stuff temporarily.

Eventually as other projects completed, everything else moved to its proper home and the the root cellar was empty.

Then the basement foundation tuck-pointing happened, including in the root cellar.

Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I worked on repairing the missing plaster in part of the ceiling. I chose to repair it rather than ripping it all down even though it is a small room and most of the basement doesn't have plaster on the ceiling any more.

When he was home on winter break Little Man did the final sanding and re-painted the room.

And while SWMBO was away on a girls weekend in January, he and I went to the store to get the shelving.

When she came back from her trip all the shelving was assembled and in place. I was surprised by the level of excitement she displayed over a bunch of basement shelving.

It's the simple things, I guess.