Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Weekend warriors (lite)

PC and I continue plugging along on the slowest kitchen renovation ever. To fit the project into our busy schedules, we have broken it down into the smallest possible steps. We do one step every other weekend or so. This weekend, we replaced the countertop. (Yes, we only have one. I never appreciated having a teensy-weensy kitchen until it came time to renovate. Now, I love it!)

Before picture:


PC discovers that the garbage disposal is permanently stuck to the sink. Won't budge an inch. We ended up disconnecting all the pipes and wires and just taking out the sink with with the disposal still attached.

Between "Before" and "After":


Naked cabinets.


Disembodied sink


Artsy photo of naked cabinets


Help! I'm in a sink-hole! Yuk-yuk-yuk.

And finally, the after:


Isn't she lovely?

Next up: The backsplash, scheduled for sometime between now and 2010.

On the topic of home-beautification, I wanted to share photos of the beautiful wreath I made last weekend. Can it already be Fall? Where did the time go?


Welcome, friends!


This is the wreath before it got smushed against the outside storm door. It is decidedly less alive-looking now.

6 comments:

Julie G. said...

Nice countertop! Can't wait to see it in person. :)

jaime said...

The countertop is beautiful! I'll be calling you for pointers, when we decided to do ours (probably many years from now....)

T-Dog said...

You have been busy! I love the new countertop! I had no idea PC was so handy...

Sarah said...

Your white canisters and appliances look nice against the darker counter. Good choice!

Chimpanzeena said...

I am thoroughly impressed by your wreath-making skills!

Kathy K said...

You looks so adorable in the sink hole! Sometimes I think, 'It's been a couple of years since I saw Lynde. I wonder if she's old and wrinkly now?' And then I see this, and I am so comforted that you haven't gotten old, and look just like you did when you were 14. Or, how I guess you looked then, since I didn't know you. Anyhow, you look great, so I'll go slather some Oil of Olay on my leathery hide in honor of the day when we'll see each other again.