Hello? Remember me? Is this thing on? Yeah, yeah, I know. 2017 has been a complete #blogfail, but I still love you guys. No, really, I do! It’s just that I have had the best time this year and, as “best times” are wont to do, it freaking flew right by! And whoosh! here we are, mere days away from 2018, another year gone with only, like, two (well, three now) blog posts to show for it! But whatever. How many blog posts did you write this year? Yeah, that’s what I thought…
Yes. I know. It’s been a while. And where the hell have I been? Don’t I know people are waiting for a post? Do I even care about their disappointment? How selfish am I that I’ve deprived my followers of… well, of me! For months?! Turns out, pretty freaking selfish. I haven’t even thought about you guys… like, at all. I’ve been enjoying the hell out of my summer. Consequently, I haven’t done all that much on my crappy house. Lucky for you, I did finish my dining room before the summer even started. I was just too lazy to write about it.
Hey, remember this?
I promise this is the last time I’m ever going to post this picture of my (not really a kitchen, but doing its best impersonation of a) kitchen. Have I ever mentioned I lived FIVE YEARS with this set up? I feel like I must have told you that at some point…
I have been planning my kitchen for a looooooong time. It’s been more than five years with this crappy set up where a kitchen should be:
When choosing something big for my home, I will inevitably go on a journey. One that takes me down a secluded winding road, through a scary forest, under a barbed wire fence, over a stream of lava, past a dragon, to a place called Crazy Town.
The journey to the basement begins with a single step. And then nine more of them.
And, if you’re lucky, you make it there alive… Continue reading
I’ve made it super easy for you to keep up with my blog this year. It’s now June and I’ve only written two posts. Two. (Well, three, if you count this one…) See, I know you’re busy, so I didn’t want to burden you with tons of fascinating post reading. I’m always thinking of you. You’re welcome.
And that’s a random picture of Egor for you to enjoy. You’re welcome. Again… Continue reading
The surest way to guarantee that I will tackle a project myself is to tell me I should not be tackling that project myself. Tell me it’s super difficult. Tell me it’s not for the DIYer. Tell me only very experienced people should try it. Flat out tell me that I can’t do it and I want to prove that I can do it all the more. I know. I have issues. I don’t know WTF my problem is.
Everyone and their mother (and the Home Depot tile guy) told me I should not be installing slate tile by myself.
I did it anyway.
And I cried the whole time.
My BFF and I have been friends since we were 13 years old. I’m not even going to tell you how many years that is (because I like to pretend I’m still a kid and that would destroy the illusion), but this hair sure does have a big mouth…
It’s finally here! My 3rd annual Favorite Things post! It’s the post that you don’t look forward to all year where I share the things I liked best in 2015…
Yes, of course I know you’d prefer a post about my slate tile floor, but that’s not done yet, so you’ll just have to be satisfied with this narcissistic post that’s all about things that I love. I mean, it’s a tradition now, so suck it up and keep reading. (Or you can skip to the bottom of this crappy post where I tell you what’s in store for 2016, but you probably won’t feel very good about yourself…)