Today, while home with a sick S—, Gene tiled the rest of the wall. Brackets are in for the open shelves. Next up, after grouting, is to install the hood.
The poem that goes with this image.
Last week saw another call to the plumbers regarding their work, removal of the bathroom floor (Thank you, David), countertops being installed, and lost dishwasher parts. Today, some tile went up on the kitchen walls and it’s looking good.
The countertop guys came out again and have a solution. We will cut into the base cabinet but not all the way through it. Just enough to get the sink in. And, we’ll probably still strengthen one side. Super happy and hoping we get back on their install schedule soon.
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So, not only is there a saying, “cut once, measure twice,” but there’s an earlier saying which predates that gem. It’s “cut once, and at least measure once.” Also, it could fall under “don’t assume.” I bring up these points because the countertop guys didn’t measure the base cabinet which our sink is supposed to go in. As a result, the hole they cut in the granite for the sink is too big. We don’t have room to cut out the cabinet, because the dishwasher is right next to it and it’s a tight fit.
I’m currently waiting for the company to call me in the hopes they can perform some speedy remedy, but man, it’s aggravating. So remember: Don’t assume. Don’t eyeball something; measure it. And even better, measure it twice.
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First, you need to walk the sandy woods of Luce County. Breath in the pines, the dry lichen, and bracken fern. Visit Lake Superior and thank God for creating the Upper Peninsula above the rest of Michigan. Listen to the waves wash stones along the beach. Feel the breeze against your face. Finally, it’s time to complete the most important step: pick the sweetest blueberries you’ve ever tasted. Bring an old plastic pitcher and fill it from bush after bush amidst the solitude of the forest.
In a 9×13 cake pan, melt one stick of butter in your preheated oven. Once the butter has melted, spread evenly around the pan and add one cup (packed) of brown sugar. Spread the sugar throughout the pan and use a spatula or your hands if necessary. Take two cups of wild blueberries (though farm-grown will do for you city dwellers) and cover the sugary, butter mixture. Finally, pour your cake batter on top and bake for longer than normal. You can always test the doneness of the cake by poking a toothpick in the center and seeing if it comes up clean.
Once the cake is down, put a pan on top of the cake and gently turn over and remove the cake pan. Serve with homemade whipped cream and relish all your hard work.
Photo credit: Paul VanDerWerf, http://go.shr.lc/1NlJKR5.
It’s hard to believe S— was born a year ago. There’s an overflow of emotion that’s hard to communicate. She’s walking. She’s so full of joy and curiosity. She has a tooth or maybe two. And, she’s no longer a baby. She’s a little kid. So much love.
I’m beat. Just got back to our friend’s house after an evening of installing Marmoleum, which is the flooring we picked.
The walls and ceiling are textured and painted. We extended a wall and narrowed a door. Tomorrow, we’ll get the flooring finished and some cabinets hung.
Wish us luck. Drop off prepared meals and beer. Lend a hand and hopefully the next post will show even more progress.