I’ve noticed that many mailboxes in my area get destroyed by kids driving by and smashing them with baseball bats. How can I protect my mailbox?
Remember when I introduced you to the barfing dragon drain spouts? Guess what popped up on our radar afterwards… Allow me to introduce you to the Zippy the newspaper delivering mail dragon! He’s totally on sale on Amazon right now for (wait for it) $194.07. But, honestly, if I had an actual house that needed […]
The girl who lived here before was here for five years of grad school, so naturally she still gets a lot of mail. I don’t think either of us have the time to get together every week just to hand off a few postcards. So what I want to know is, at what point do I give up on reuniting a former tenant with her lost mail?
Checking the mail makes me feel like I’m at home. You can make your mailbox reflect your home’s personality SO EASILY (most of the time) and there are a surprising number of less-than-usual mailboxes out there. This wrought iron box is a little bit Victorian, a little bit country, and nice and big for even large packages.
I’ve picked out a few other choices of unusual mailboxes — ones that go beyond the “black tin box slapped on a pole” most houses have.
Daleks on a dinner plate, spring water for your home, and painting quotes on the walls — this week in reader photos
HELLO! Happy Monday! I know we are all very busy, so I’ll waste no time getting right to the photos I want to show you from the Offbeat Home Flickr pool this week. And in the Clicky Links I’ve got a soap-sludge solution, a tutorial on eyelash application, and a first hand story of what to do (and what not to do) after your house is hit by a tornado.
I bought this house when I was 20 years old. I bought the home SEPARATE from the lot and I had it MOVED ACROSS TOWN. That was an experience in itself!
I worked and worked to gut and remodel it. I didn’t know what I was doing and many things were done incorrectly. When I moved in, after 2 years of working, I didn’t have trim or interior doors. My furniture was a cobbled mess of thrift store finds that I planned on SOMEDAY refinishing. And I was happy in my pile of a home!