This Sunday rushed into existence with Wifey and Mimma weeding the front bank. What started out as a simple few hours of weeding transformed into a morning chore of making the outside of the house look passable. That process was well overdue… well over do indeed. I joined them about 1.5 hours into their effort because I needed some more sleep. So the morning was all about getting the front bank in order, but the afternoon… the afternoon was important for other reasons.
Sunday afternoon, Wifey and I took a step off the cliff that is known as kitchen remodeling. We are extending our kitchen into the existing sunroom, turning the old kitchen into a office or breakfast nook and adding a half bath to the downstairs. Luckily this can all be done in stages, so we can at least breathe a sigh of relief. There is a strong chance that we can have most of the work accomplished in a relatively short period of time. Please let it be a relatively short period of time. The good news is that we are staging the work such that we can do pieces at a time.
Anyway… yesterday we ordered the new bank of windows for the kitchen. Now we need to see about ordering a new back door and a skylight, cabinets, countertops… Oh, the pain…
Because some of you will ask: The weekend started with a nice dinner with the parents. It was at California Pizza Kitchen and quite tasty. Oddly, the ‘Rents talked about their financial situation the entire night, and by “talked” I really mean bragged. They are quite happy with their financial predicament, and rightly so, but when I ask if they could hand me an extra napkin I don’t mean “So what is the status of all your assets?” I honestly just need the extra napkin because Little Man dropped some pasta. When I say, “Wow, this pizza sure is tasty today.” I am not asking, “So how did the return on your investments go?”
Side note: Little Man is somehow fascinated with restaurant restrooms. He “needs” to go pee at least 4 times a meal. I don’t get it. The only thing I can figure out is that he enjoys watching Papa’s food get cold. He is mean like that.
To recap:
If I remember, I’ll get before and after shots of the kitchen
Don’t hold your breath though
I am not rememberating thingies very well these days
Heroes starts up tonight
I need some sleep
Boy do I need some sleep
Different sentence than:
Boy, do I need some sleep?
More card related questions tomorrow
It will be a hoot
A hoot I say, a Hoot!
Sunday afternoon, Wifey and I took a step off the cliff that is known as kitchen remodeling. We are extending our kitchen into the existing sunroom, turning the old kitchen into a office or breakfast nook and adding a half bath to the downstairs. Luckily this can all be done in stages, so we can at least breathe a sigh of relief. There is a strong chance that we can have most of the work accomplished in a relatively short period of time. Please let it be a relatively short period of time. The good news is that we are staging the work such that we can do pieces at a time.
Anyway… yesterday we ordered the new bank of windows for the kitchen. Now we need to see about ordering a new back door and a skylight, cabinets, countertops… Oh, the pain…
Because some of you will ask: The weekend started with a nice dinner with the parents. It was at California Pizza Kitchen and quite tasty. Oddly, the ‘Rents talked about their financial situation the entire night, and by “talked” I really mean bragged. They are quite happy with their financial predicament, and rightly so, but when I ask if they could hand me an extra napkin I don’t mean “So what is the status of all your assets?” I honestly just need the extra napkin because Little Man dropped some pasta. When I say, “Wow, this pizza sure is tasty today.” I am not asking, “So how did the return on your investments go?”
Side note: Little Man is somehow fascinated with restaurant restrooms. He “needs” to go pee at least 4 times a meal. I don’t get it. The only thing I can figure out is that he enjoys watching Papa’s food get cold. He is mean like that.
To recap:
If I remember, I’ll get before and after shots of the kitchen
Don’t hold your breath though
I am not rememberating thingies very well these days
Heroes starts up tonight
I need some sleep
Boy do I need some sleep
Different sentence than:
Boy, do I need some sleep?
More card related questions tomorrow
It will be a hoot
A hoot I say, a Hoot!
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2 Comments:
Isn't it in the parental job description that they're required to ask about the status of your 401k and if you're saving receipts from work lunches for itemizing your tax return?
Seriously, thats all Thanksgiving is to me anymore. ::sigh::
Dustin:
I guess I did not make myself clear. They didn't inquire about our financial solvency. They were just talking about teir own.
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