In which we begin plumbing

More bathroom work: all the sheetrock is gone now, and the installation of the new plumbing is coming on quite nicely.









Have to brag on my hubby again, he's a marvel with all this DIY. There's nothing he can't do.

Halloween

It's the night for spooks and goblins! Katie looked forward all week to carving her pumpkin, with gourd surgery taking place yesterday.

So far, seven years safe

Tonight saw the removal of the mirror. Not wanting to suffer through a possible seven years of bad luck should breakage occur, we worked very carefully and slowly. Richard scored around the mirror first, then removed all the sheetrock from that wall.



Yep, the mirror and the square of sheetrock behind it came off after a bit of coaxing. No breakage, no bad luck. :)

More renovation

The destruction begins

Our upstairs Jack-n-Jill bathroom is in dire need of renovating. It's got mold, mildew, and leakage beyond belief. I heard water from the tub dripping onto the ceiling while I was in the kitchen, downstairs. It's a wonder the tub hasn't fallen through the flooring to place a direct order in the kitchen.

Yesterday we began the demolition. Today neither hubby nor I could move, we're so sore and stiff. I look like an 80 year-old hobbling around, making the same sounds, too. God it's sad, I'm only 47.















The last pic is of our son's room -- we decided to take the opportunity of having a dumpster on the driveway for the bathroom to pull up the carpet in his room (he's away at college), so that we could put in wood flooring.

Expecting the new tub and surround, toilet, sheetrock, backerboard for the tiles, and 2x4x6's to be delivered on Tuesday.

Too looooooong

Hah! I didn't get a picture of it, but it was kinda funny seeing my daughter's boyfriend try on the first camo sock last night. It kinda looked like the Grinch's socks, way too long and it flopped around on the end of his foot. It was originally knitted to 13", when his foot is only 11" in length.

Have to say here, it wasn't my fault: my informant gave me bad information! ;)

Clowns me no likey

But to help benefit Biscuit Acres Dog Park at their Pancake for Pooches breakfast today, I posed with a clown. He actually touched me and everything. That half-sick look on my face isn't faked, I really didn't like this.

It was a suggestion from my hubby that I have my picture taken with the clown and then we send it to our friend who delights in finding me clown paraphernalia for all occasions and gifting it to me.

Yeah, the things I do to help out the puppies.