Of Kitchens and Wardrobes

It's pretty safe to say that we love living in this house, after a year. One thing we're agreed upon is that the kitchen is not so much loved as tolerated. Barely. Slightly more since we upgraded the appliances - but only slightly.

So after a year of listening to complaints about the colour while we hip check each other into the fridge, I contacted Sass, our most excellent friend who runs a painting company, about coming in to do our kitchen. While waiting for him to let me know when he could, he had a death in the family, and I could tell it was unlikely he'd be able to squeeze us in. Our condolences to Sass, by the way.

So rather than be patient, I decide that I'm gonna do it myself. Fool. So on Thursday morning we move everything out of the kitchen, I filled the holes while Maya removed switchplates and taped, which went well until Chloe entered the picture and tried to take off a switchplate that Maya had already moved. At this point, Gabi took the girls to a pool party and I went to Home Depot to buy paint, as I was certainly not going to Lowes.

So I painted til 5, then we went out to Jack Astor's at the STC for dinner. An unusual meal. First, our hostess was a former student now in grade 12. A yelp of pain when I touched my fajita hot plate attracted the attention of another former student, who then sent another former student over to say hello. They are all doing well, and the two boys spoke highly of their time at Miner and with me, particularly history. Food was good, and afterwards we continued on our quest for the perfect ceiling fan, but struck out once again.

After the girls were in bed I resumed painting, and quit at about 1:30, too tired to move any further.

So Friday I awoke rather sore, and we dropped Chloe off at camp and went to meet Vera for breakfast. She had some amazing Russian pictures, and gave me a rather cool hat, although I had to ask for a translation. Maya went with Vera for a sleepover, and Gabi and I went shopping, me to buy a new belt and Gabi for the girls. We then picked up Chloe and took her to Baba's, and found ourselves with that very precious rarity, a kid-free afternoon! So what did we do? Wink wink...no such luck. We went to Vaughn Mills, where I absolutely tore it up. I've bought virtually nothing for myself all year, so I needed shorts, my sandals were killing my feet so I replaced them, and the find of all finds for me, a pair of Nikes, $169. Oh, marked down to 139. Then 119. Then 89, 59, 39 and finally, at $9.97, I snapped them up. They look a little weird, but are comfy as hell. We then hit two more hd looking for fans before Gabi finally foundone we