11-17-08 Random progress pictures

While I'm not in all of these pictures, Mr. S wanted me to post some shots of our handy work. Enjoy.


The new radiant barrier

No more header leading into the kitchen.

All the new can lights

Grand view of the destruction..I mean Kitchen

I'm so taaaaalllllllllll

The view from the attic is GREAT with out the ceiling

No more door header.

11-16-08 Insulation, you are thy enemy

I hate blown-in insulation. I mean, I really, really hate it. I would like to meet the person who invented it, stuff his clothing full of it, and force him to run a marathon...on a hot day...in really humid weather. It is the most vile substance to work around since the Gnomistani building inspectors made us switch from using construction adhesive to using previously chewed bubble gum (PCBG) scrapped off the underside of school children's desk as a bonding agent. What a truly horrible time that was! Mr. S needed some help in the attic installing some lights and he asked me to help. Now in his defense he did warn me to wear long sleeves and pants but I didn't listen. No, my Gnomish pride got the better of me. After working for only an hour I began to itch all over. No matter what I did, I could not make the itching stop! Finally, after taking three showers I stopped itching...two days later. In a fit of rage (oh yes, Gnomes are well-known for their fits of rage) I tore down all of the ceiling drywall and insulation. Mr. S was horrified at the mess I made but just as soon as the dust had settled, I cleaned up all the rubble and stored it in the garage. I even promised to personally repair all the drywall myself. Now, time to get back to work.

11-15-08 I have been a bad gnome

I humbly apologize for failing to post to the blog for several weeks. After I returned from Alaska at the beginning of October, I threw myself back into the kitchen project. For weeks my days have consisted of breakfast, remodeling, brunch, remodeling, lunch, remodeling, snack break, remodeling, high tea, remodeling, dinner, story time, sleep. By the end of the night I can hardly keep my tiny eyes open! Even on the weekends I am working all day...sometimes I even skip high tea! For a gnome to miss high tea is unheard of. The tradition dates back to the Gnomistani tea party of 1773. It happened roughly a month after your Boston tea party but due to the poor communications of the day, we misunderstood the nature of the event. Instead of throwing tea into Boston harbor as a tax protest, we threw all our tea into a giant cloth bag and dipped it into a huge, tall cauldron of boiling water. From that day forth, every day we remember that event by making a cup of tea and toasting our forefathers. And so began the tradition of high tea. I'm sorry, I've drifted off topic. Anyway, I hereby promise to post more often.