Once again I have been waylaid by the kitchen remodel. We are getting close! The counter tops are in and oh so pretty and the sink and faucet were finally installed last week. Yesterday, the day I had been waiting for since me moved in three years ago, the particle board walls were torn down and gorgeous pine wainscoting was installed.

Thankfully, everything went somewhat smoothly and was finished all in one day. Mia and I almost died of boredom yesterday because we had to stay here and make sure the contractors didn’t need any questions answered. Which of course, they did. Do you remember that show Murphy Brown and the character Eldin the painter? Ok…times that by four. Four Eldins in my kitchen with power tools. Now, I’m not a stranger to them as I hired the same people to remodel the bathrooms. They’re work is excellent I can’t argue. But they are always late, a break is 3 hours, and lets just say our communication skills are poor at best because I don’t speak Spanish and they don’t speak English. So, why do I continuously hire these guys? The answer simple. They are entertaining and love trying to make Mia laugh. I love when they question my design skills telling me that instead of buying the moulding that I originally wanted they picked up a prettier moulding or that the sink I wanted was too small and in the long run I would not like it. At first this all made me so upset, but now instead of trying to argue in broken Spanish I have come to the conclusion that they are pretty much always right. That’s when they really get into it and argue in Spanish with each other about what looks better and which decorative touch should be added. I like to think they meet up after work with a six pack and watch the design channel. This is how my brain works.

But my favorite thing about these burly tattooed men, one who’s front teeth are all gold and reminds me of a James Bond villain, are their voices. Yes, that’s right…they sing. All the time and as I was in the living room yesterday reading a book to Mia, I nearly fell off the couch when we were suddenly serenaded in rounds. Now, my Spanish is severely broken but from what I gathered it was something about a lovesick man and a horse. Really?! Even in the midst of sawdust and the disruption of a kitchen remodel, my life is pretty sweet.

Now we just wait on me to paint. This is one of those things I just don’t trust anyone else to do. I’m weird like that. Hopefully, this will get done soon because I would like my oven to return to the kitchen and get out of our bedroom. Cross your fingers!

This is the beautiful wallpaper we found under the particle board. The avocado green paint chips in the kitchen all make sense now. Remember the house is 80+ years old. From what I can tell the kitchen has been green, pink, blue and off-white.