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    Hurricane, Schmerican!

    Hurricane, Schmericane!

    As a Long Islander and a homeowner, after hurricane Sandy, the mere mention of a storm makes your stomach turn into knots. Having survived Sandy, myself that is, (most of my belongings may they R.I.P.) you want to take all precautions that are possible.  I live to prep because there is nothing like being prepared.  A wise man once said, "fail to plan, plan to fail."

    My first order of business was to make sure Hitch would survive.  The old tires were complete duds as you know. Hitch has sort of a lean to it. A gangster lean, if you will. I'm honestly not even sure how they made it all the way from far eastern Long Island without riding on the hubcaps! But, who knows? Maybe they did!! Anyway, my main priority was to change the tires so it wouldn't completely tip over.  I put Hitch on a car. jack. Well, that did nothing but increase the lean more. I decide to try to change the tires on that one side. Small problem, I CAN'T GET THEM ON!!! I need a life line. I call my Dad, probably not the best idea since he walks with a cane due to an old hip injury. We figure out how this car jack really works and it finally raises. Within seconds, Hitch completely tips over. Knocks into the house!! Naturally, I start screaming bloody murder and all my neighbors come running out with all the excitement.  My dad tells me that we  we need more jacks. I dash to auto barn. This is a serious code blue. (I think blue is emergency? Too many episodes of Grey's Anatomy).  I run in and grab 3 real jacks. Nothing like the budget ones that come with your car. They really rip you off there!! Anyway, I race back and add the three new jacks.  Raise it little by little.  The anticipation was killing me.  Finally, we get it to the right height and we are able to get the tires changed. Thankfully no permanent damage was done.  The only downside, (or upside- depends who you are asking) the hurricane never came! Not even a drizzle. We rushed through that nightmare for nothing! I guess now we are prepared if Mother Nature changes her mind and wants to send another "hurricane" our way.

    Everything is designed. Very few things are well designed.

    Everything is designed.  Very few things are well designed.


    We are still playing around with design inspiration.  Ideas come and go.  Even better ones surface.  It's so hard to commit to one idea when the options are endless.  It's literally worse than packing for a vacation!  If you know us, you totally understand.


    We still really love the idea of using the camper for glamping!  We can totally picture us waking up in the morning on beach, mimosa in hand, with our silk robes on, curlers in our hair, and fresh cookies in the oven.  Yes, that how we actually envision us camping.  SILK ROBES AND MIMOSAS!!  We need to really think about how we can make this convertible to a camper and boutique in one.


    So needless to say, we are still in the design stages while we just fix up that absolute musts.   We figured what better way to help get design inspiration than walking the NYnow show at the Javits Center in NYC.  It looks like a flea market with basically the same concept.  Instead of you buying for yourself, wholesalers come to shop for their stores.  Or if you are Justina and I, you come to do both! :)




    It was very overwhelming! The amount of talent in the hand-made section was truly incredible and definitely inspiring.  We met some amazing local shops and boutiques.  A bunch of companies with super unique items that we really love, almost borderline obsessed with.  We are so excited to start sharing these amazing products with you!!  


    Next on the "To Do" list today was to get our registration in order.  We all know that the DMV is one of the worst places on this planet.  We arrived at 8:30am to wait in line to only get a number.  Our number was C856.   Sitting there waiting for our number to be called is like waiting to win the jackpot at bingo.  Thank goodness this place is located in a shopping center! As we waited for our winning number to be called, we decided to risk it and shop the aisles at Home Goods!  Can't wait to keep you all posted!!


    Now that we have the exterior of Hitch all washed and clean, we decided it was time to get this baby some new shoes!!  Where do we begin?  Oh of course, a phone call.  We contacted our local mechanic.  After a small chat and his expertise we ordered 2 fresh tires with white hub caps. 



    So now it's time to make the ultimate swap.  Old tires for new ones.  Once again, where do we begin?  We need a jack to lift up the camper.  The only thing we could think of was to use the car jack from our car trunk.  You know when you get a flat tire and you are on the side of the road and there is a small emergency kit in your trunk.  Yes, THAT JACK!  Naturally, it wasn't nearly as big as we anticipated it to be.  We crank and crank in the 110 degree weather and nope!  NADA! This is not happening.  We pile up some scrap wood to help with the height issue.  For the most part this seems to work. Now it's time to pull the tire off and it's stuck!!  OK, panic.  NOW WHAT?  WD40!!!!  We start spraying and it starts shooting at us.  The nozzle is backwards!!  Oh lord help us!! Okay, we got this


     As you already know from reading our first blog, my brain goes a mile a minute.  It must be because the creative portion of my brain always takes full control.  Or at least that's what they say.  The amount of anxiety that has been building up from having this massive RUSTY TIN CAN in my driveway has reached it's total limits. I figured now is as good of a time as ever to start by trying to tackle the rust corroding the hitch.  I want to make it "shine like the top of the Chrysler building," to quote Miss Hannigan from Annie.


    After a few days of trolling the internet, reading article after article, I finally felt confident to try some DIY remedies.  All I need is a bottle of Coca-Cola, tin foil, power washer, drill gun, a drill bit, steal pad, patience, and a whole lot of elbow grease.  How hard could this really be?


    I started off by power washing. Initially I wanted to just start with the actual hitch, but I went a little crazy and decided to take it to the next level.  I didn't realize how loud the power washer was.  I had that thing going like a mad man.  It was so loud that my dogs (Viola and Vaniston) were shaking.  Viola, the skinny one, decided she was done living with the noise and dug a hole to escape.  We were screaming like a bunch of banshees trying to find her.  Thank god we have awesome neighbors!   Everyone was out there looking for her!  We eventually found her an hour later and a few blocks away from a major road!!




    Okay, so back to the DIY rust remedy.  I poured the Coca-Cola on the hitch and let it soak.  As I'm pouring, I'm thinking .. if this is capable of taking the rust off, imagine what it's doing inside our bodies.  I've had my last bottle of coke, for sure!  I didn't get to use all of it.  It was a hot muggy day with the most confused sky I've ever seen.  It didn't know what it wanted to do.  Did it want to shower or thunderstorm, than all of a sudden there were pockets of sun.  The temperature was about 90 degrees with the humidity.  


    After letting the Coke soak for about an hour, I take out my trusty power washer again.  I wash off the Coke to find that it did an okay job.  It wasn't a miracle worker, that's for sure.  It probably did a better job of collecting the green flies from the canal by my house.  The drill gun and the steel pad did a better job with constant scrubbing.  The tin foil did absolutely nothing.  I think I'll stick to wrapping up my sandwiches with it instead. 


    Check out all the photos!!  Any input, tricks, tips, or direction would be greatly appreciated!!  Let us know what you think about our experience so far!!