Day 98: Dad, Are We There Yet?

It's like the last couple of weeks of pregnancy. Idiots are saying Wow, you're getting so close and Don't worry, it's all worth it or You are 'due' already? That sure went by fast, didn't it? 

Holy Smokes.

It's like driving along in the car on a family road trip. The brothers are teasing the sisters and the sisters are whacking the brothers with the blonde heads of the partially-clad barbies and the mom is making bologna sandwiches in the front seat and the Dad is losing his cool. And then someone says it. Dad, are we there yet?

Good grief.

Even if a renovation is on schedule, which sadly, ours is not quite, the time does not pass quickly for the one doing the dishes in the laundry sink and forgetting to put the washing machine drain hose back in the sink afterwards and then flooding the laundry room while doing actual laundry.

Bummer.

And when I am near the brink of despair, picking wood chips from the dog's hair, something changes. I hear the click of a burner ... a gas burner! I hear running water ... in the kitchen! I hear the beautiful sound of a dishwasher! After twelve months, I have a DISHWASHER!!!!

THE GRANITE
is installed on the prep island! It's spectacular!

THE COOKING/BAKING CENTER
Six burners of happiness flanked by 30 inches of convection happiness!

OOOH!
That is all.

MY WINDOWS
make me happy.
And so does the microwave and dishwasher! 

KITCHEN JEWELRY
Every girl needs a little bling!

 This is exciting! This is exhilarating! And this ...

Wait for it, Wait for it .....

May actually be WORTH IT!

Day 91: A Picture Isn't Worth What it Used to Be.

The whole a 'picture is worth a thousand words' thing is grossly overstated when the pictures don't really pick up the color and size and general awesomeness of the thing.

Note: And it goes without saying that my words are worth extra on account of the fact that I have lots of important things to say with my words. And to say with a flair, yes.

So here are a few pictures anyhow.

THE KITCHEN
On the far wall (see the ladder?) is the compartment for my gorgeous refrigerator with pantry and storage and whatnot. On the far wall sits my cooktop and two ovens with a mosaic tile blacksplash up the whole wall. There are two islands. The larger is the prep island and the closer is the 'other island'. It doesn't have a name yet. But it will, oh yes.

THE KITCHEN
From the piano nook. That's the stairway straight ahead as well.

FROM THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE
This shot was taken after entering the house. Notice the kitchen to the left. Everything else is to the right. But pictures are not worth that many words, so you can't SEE it, you see.

THE STAIRWELL
Here's where the whole color thing is hard to see. It's Classic Gray on the left and Thunder on the other two walls. But you kinda need to see it.

In other news, I have concluded that today, August 6, 2012, is the last day that I will cook anything in my laundry room. I've had it up to here with dishes in the laundry sink and laundry in the kitchen and using the washing machine for a drying rack and sweating over a hot cooktop. It's over, folks!

Yup. That's the fat lady you hear singing.

Heck, yes!