Weekend projects completed and other miscellany

Well, it is Sunday evening and I actually feel somewhat accomplished this time around.

The war bed is sanded, stained, and oil finished for protection from the elements. I am quite please with the way the stain turned out. (click the pics for larger images)

We found the stain in a pile of old paint cans that came with the house. We seriously have around 20 different paints and stains in partially used cans. The one I used for the bed above is a “teak” tone and was -exactly- the depth of darkness I was looking for.

The Coffin is finally complete too. The 3 Drunken Celts party this Friday at Great Western War is going to be an AMAZING wake for the scotch tastings. After 4 years of hosting the tastings, the wake and coffin center piece seemed a fitting close to it all. Once the Scotch and Whiskies rest inside the coffin, it is on to Rum we go!

The coffin with the lid closed and the candelabra on top
I am actually fairly pleased with how it turned out. I could have spent a bit more time on it and added some half round trimming to it (mainly to hide the unsightly screws), but I really didn’t feel like spending more time and money on it than I already have. Sometime later I will most likely come back to it and do all the finishing work I had intended and wanted to do in the first place.

All the laundry is done, meals are planned and food stuffs purchased. Mending of clothing has been accomplished. Armour has been inspected and deemed functional. Registration has been paid for and our spot reserved. All that is left is to pack up and go!
And I am actually finally looking forward to going. I haven’t been excited about going until some point last week when I was building the coffin.

For those of you who have been following my intermittent ramblings about my adoption, the following may be interesting for you:

I was rooting through some of my adoption paperwork over the past week. This is paperwork which my adoptive parents gave me a few years back. Included in the envelope were some hand written notes about medical histories of both birth parents, general attributes, copies of memorandums from lawyers and other court filings. The latter is the most interesting to me. Also included in the midst of all the other papers were a few newspaper clippings. Mostly general articles dealing with adoption and the emotions that run with it. More importantly, though, was one clipping in particular. Important, because it was written on July 19th, 1974, and contains a brief narrative of a story very close to me. In fact, it is ABOUT me. This article highlights what I had to look forward to in the first year and a half of my life and what my adoptive parent went through to keep me. Quite an interesting read in my eyes.

(the blackouts have been added by myself to protect the parties involved to a point.)

Turns out I was the first paternity case in Orange County and may have even set precedence for future cases. I know the outcome well enough, but the court documents are nothing but amazing to me. I have always known the generalities surrounding my first few years of life, but the court docs put a lot of it into very clear terms (ok legalese isn’t exactly CLEAR but you get the idea).

So, that is about it for now. No Earth Shatteringtm News per se, but rather some interesting tid bits here and there. Hey, at least you got pictures to distract you from a relatively boring post.

3 thoughts on “Weekend projects completed and other miscellany

  1. wow, that must have taken some guts on the part of your biological father to take up a fight like that, it being the first of its kind where you lived. and at 19 no less.

    1. I never saw it that way before….

      You’d think…. sad part is, he hasn’t had the cajones to try and contact me himself, but rather sent his sister and his mom to do the dirty work for him.

      I have a bit more respect for my birth mother than my birth father right now, because of the court records and failed attempts at contact on his part. Birth mom has never tried to contact m and in fact took the stand at 17 and fought for me to remain with my adoptive parents.

      Of course, looking at it through your eyes, as a third party with no biases either way like I have, I can kind of see your point. Lord knows I couldn’t have done what he did at 19. Hell, I doubt I’d have it in me to pursue court proceedings at 30!

      1. Re: I never saw it that way before….

        i didn’t go on in my other reply, but it must have also been really scary to be your adoptive parents at the time. i had an acquaintence a few years back who went through that and she wouldn’t even name her daughter because she was so afraid she’d not get to keep her.

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