The Tale Of Two Molding's.

Ok, so you caught me. I'm not really going to blabber on in this post about moldings for 200 words (or more), but I will tell you that finding matching molding for the bathroom has proven to be a challenge. First the determination of how much one needs is math. Pure, full on, sixth grade math. Second, choosing a design. It's bathroom floor molding, so we went simple. Third, one must measure each piece of molding in height, for Home Depot likes to sneak 3.25" in with the 3" and laugh at you when you try to figure out why $86 worth of molding isn't matching up. Yea, fantastic. Thanks, HD. I thought we were homies considering we pay your salary and keep your lights on. I thought we were tighter than this. My father has exercised his vocabulary while fighting the molding powers that be. Anyway, we (dad) got all the molding installed in the bathroom. Yea, nice try, still no pictures.


Heat is a wonderful thing. That is all.

It says heat. As in NOT 35 degrees inside as it did last winter. Right Jan? Our realtor knows all about it!

We began tackling Frumka's room (office/spare bedroom). The battle of the bulge began. Ok, smart-asses, I wasn't talking about me Ed. On the left hand wall, the holy sheet!rock had a major-it-looks-like-it-swallowed-a-thanksgiving-turkey-you-should-walk-that-off bulge. Honestly, we couldn't figure out why there was a mountain in the wall. So, armed with a 13 year old and a crowbar, we (cman) destroyed the bulge.

Under that bulge was a whole-lotta studs, not so stellar insulation, and just plain ol crappy holy sheet!rock. The sheetrock itself was bowed out due to poor installation and also the middle stud is slightly protruding...not a lot, but enough to bow the sheetrock a little. My dad and Cman only took out the section of sheetrock that was bulging and replaced it with a new, look-the-wall-got-lipo piece of rock. What-up?! Word to your spackle knife, yo. Skinny walls all up in the hizzy.

It just needs some facial expressions and it could be a Japanese anime character or an snow monster. 

In the kitchen, Ed got to take his new circular saw for a spin on the hardwood floors. Ha! I just heard you say 'SAY WHAT?! Girlfriend, have you lost your marbles?!' See, there were pieces of flooring where the kitchen and dining room met that had been mistreated over the years and when I say mistreated, I mean what the he-double-hockey-sticks happened there?! Underneath the seven layers of tile floors in the kitchen we found that the last tile floor was brought out into the dining room quite a bit and some genius just tiled over the hardwood floor for a good almost five inches (plus there were places where there was no flooring at all or it was rotted. We replaced parts of the sub floor too. Hmm, seems to be a prominent tend at RHN). 

With that being said, we had no choice but to replace it, but the question was how. A box of identical hardwood flooring covers some crazy amount of square feet; we needed less than one square foot. *Enter side stage Mr. & Mrs. Toth*  One of my bestest gal pals, Jen, parents (Mr. & Mrs. Toth) had extra hardwood flooring in 3.25" width pieces from their re-model. The color was different than our hardwood floors, but the wood was the same and the price was an apple pie (still have to make that payment!). So, the only thing I did was buy some course 80 grit sand paper, grab my handy-dandy impulse purchase sander (best investment, btw), and sand away at the many coats of poly and stain to get them back to the natural wood color. Once the planks were natural wood, I sanded them with a 140 grit fine sandpaper, then I simply coated them with two coats of outdoor strength poly and wham-bam-thank-you-mam we have floors! Don't the new pieces look as if they belong there? The strip you see in between the kitchen floor and hardwood will be tiled and properly thresholded. Sweet! Oh, and as you can see in the picture, we finished installing the cabinets. Do you see how uneven the floors are? No? Look at the amount of shimming we had to do just to get those suckas level. yo. 

I bet you all are curious as to what it is I do exactly seeming as if I'm not in any of these pictures and I'm always speaking of my father or Ed doing all the (fun) work. I'm usually painting. Yup, the most dreaded job and I get to do it. Ah boo. Along with painting I can also be found working outside, doing a little woodworking, playing with power tools, taking pictures, whipping the minions (I kid, I kid. Although little yellow goggled minions that speak in beeping might be cool to have around. However, I wouldn't whip them. Too dang cute!), and patting dad, Ed, and Cman on the back. So there you have it, kids, what we did at RHN this past weekend. Next weekend we tile the kitchen floor and install the bathroom vanity. Guess I better get cracking on purchasing bath accessories. 

         Minions!