Archive for June, 2006

The sound of a drywall particle splitting

Sunday, June 25th, 2006

Phew, what a week. In case you didn’t hear the sound of drywall disentegrating into a million little pieces (I kid), you will be surprised to learn that Stacey are taking on a bathroom renovation before the wedding. You know, because wedding planning isn’t stressful enough by itself. And let’s keep things… interesting.

The obilgatory Before

how on earth did we live like that?!

and after

lathe, no plaster

Tile choices abound, and I think I like the 1/2″ Bisazza-style because

  • I’m a fashion whore
  • they remind me of swimming, the small squares

I have an unnatural urge to make a green Swiss-flag-cross in the new tub seat that we hacked out of the old wall.


I LOVE flip-flops

Sunday, June 25th, 2006

It’s just that time of the year when you can work from home, not change clothes, and wear flip-flops all day.


I was having a work anxiety brainstorm about what to write for a weekly newsletter to the authors, when Stacey reminded me that I have lots of stories to share…  Like the uncritical attachment to a maroon Dior robe that I had at the tender age of 23 when Stacey met me.

I used to parade around the house in that thing (it was velour!); but finally I was convinced that the arms were too short because it was a women’s robe…  Wonder if anyone picked that up at a former yard sale?