It works....and now the works begin

The Plate......20 years old

The Press .....70 years old

The Paper......3 years old

The Press woman .....40 years old

The Bed Blankets......10 years old

Being able to pull your own prints.......Priceless

It works!!!!!

If this were a romance novel our eyes would meet over the span of the garage and I would know instantly that we were meant for each other. If this was a horror movie I would rescue the press from the jaws of a car crusher. If I was a painter.....but then again no.....

Needless to say I am yet again feeling a great amount of gratitude for my friends and wonderful husband who put up with me and have given me that gentle and sometimes real push in the right direction. Now....what to print first.......In the lingo of my favorite song writer Dave Matthews..... "So much to say. SO much to say. So much to say. Open up my head and let me out. "

Hey have I told you yet.....It works....

It followed me home (Part II)

This is a picture of the Vandercook sitting in my garage.....Yahoo!!! As a friend said in the comment section of the last blog entry...." The clouds parted and the Angels sang"......Yeah I guess it was sort of like that. There was a lot of something in the air and it was blue but, I don't think it was singing. There was a pop up shower and even a rainbow....well somewhere nearby. The biggest surprise? I didn't really expect to get it home....I seriously thought it would be too heavy and once we were here I had no place to put it. I am in shock. Not only were my four "Angels" able to lift it but they also got it into the back of a pick up truck and drove all over Towne with it......(That's a little inside joke.....The friend who was on vacation here with his two teenagers' has the moniker Towne) I know for a fact that the rollers at one point or another rolled all over Towne or T-Ouch as I call him now. My husband, Mr. Towne and two willing men in training were the hero's of the day and lets all send our thanks and prayers their way again....(Thanks Guy's!!!!!!) Now.......Where to begin......Oh yes I know.......Thank you Lord for Rosie!!!!!Thank You For Neighbor Dawn (Thanks Dawn!) Thank you Lord that we didn't have to do this in the rain. Thank you Lord that world war three didn't break out due to my lack of prior planning. (Another little inside joke...."A lack of prior planning on your part does not necessitate an emergency on mine" is a favorite saying of my favorite heavy lifter) And last but not least Thank you Lord that I didn't get anyone killed or injured for something I wanted but did not need.........Amen.........Now about the lottery Lord..........

It followed me home......really

It is 560 lbs. of grey steel beauty, A printing press and it is the Holy Grail for print makers...... your own press........I have been praying for one for years. Simple prayers that always begin somewhere between ...."Dear Lord, Please let me show you that winning the lottery won't corrupt me, I promise to be generous and kind to all in need." and "Dear Lord, please be with me I am scared of (You name it I am afraid)" Somewhere in there I noticed that the things I was jokingly asking for were starting to find their way to me. Now, I know that I prayed for a printing press many years ago.....well about 22 to be exact but it just goes to show that I didn't need one until now. I guess that means there is still time for the lottery.......but I digress. My lovely next door neighbor happens to have a friend who is moving over seas and cannot take her Vandercot proof press with her. In the course of an afternoon chat my name came up and BOOM chicka wow wow.....I am mentioned and it was all down hill from there....... So now I am for in the debt of a wonderful lady named Rosie....(Everyone send good prayers to Rosie as way of thank yous....Thanks Rosie.....Thank you everyone) And I am staying up late into the night trying to figure a way to get this puppy home. Ah, that it could just follow me. I would leave that trail of bread crumbs gladly. I really did stay up last night just pondering it then this afternoon My family and I were eating dinner with a friend who is in town for just a little while with his two teen aged boys and the light came on....There is a truck and five of us.........we are going to give it a go....

What is the worst that could happen? Oh I don't want to think about that ........"Dear Lord Please................"

To be continued......