Archive for August, 2007

…Only you can’t lick your fingers or hide your mistakes with a fondant flower

The original idea was to finish the kitchen before we left for vacation. But we’re running a week and a half behind schedule so now we’re in total whatever-we-can-get-done mode. This weekend, paint and flooring. Next weekend, frosty bevvies in the gorgeous Caribbean!

I miss cooking, I miss baking, and I miss having a sink in which to “soak” dirty dishes. Heck, I miss having dirty dishes.

While we’re waiting on the pizza delivery guy to show up with dinner, Jason is enjoying a horrifically violent game on his new Xbox 360 (an early anniversary/thanks for the kitchen present) and I’m enjoying a glass of our first Pinot Grigio. What an evening

The kitchen is coming along nicely – all the electrical and gas work is done, the recessed lights are up, and now it’s on to plumbing and drywall this week. I can’t remember the last time I cooked, much less what I cooked. I just spent the last 30 minutes drooling over all the goodies in my Google Reader. So many bookmarks, so many days ’til my kitchen works again!

Could there be anything better than that, in any interpretation

A couple of weeks ago we punched several small holes in the kitchen ceiling to see what was up there. Last weekend we removed the countertops, cabinets, and appliances and then gutted the room to the studs (with the exception of the back wall, which holds the only vertical surface on which to place hammers). This weekend was spent altering the support structure in preparation to raise the ceiling 12 inches and remove a load bearing wall – that’s the first of two temporary stud walls that you see in the mid-ground of the picture. Yaaaay for higher ceilings, handy husbands, and father-in-law architects!

Sadly, we found no piles of money or jewels hidden in the walls or ceiling. We decided against creating our own little spoof of HGTV’s “If These Walls Could Talk” because who wants to learn about a cigarette butt, a metal electrical outlet wall plate, two X-rated trading cards, and an empty box of prescription Paxil? I didn’t realize that stuff was made that long ago… must have been a more recent repair.

Our busy Saturday was highlighted by a terrible scare first thing Saturday morning. When we woke up, it was 80 degrees. Inside. The air condition appeared to be kaput. It was 88 degrees inside by noon and Seventh-Cirlce-of-Hell hot outside. But to make a long story short… Yaaaay for a $7 part (because it’s much cheaper than a $3000 new AC), my dad, and a family AC/Heating installation/repair business! Sometimes it is about who you know

We’re hoping to be back to semi normal by the end of the month!