THE GROUTING PARTY

Yesterday we got our tile grouted, all 600 + sq. ft. of it. 125 lbs. of snow white grout and 6 1/2 hrs. later it was finished. Thanks to the kindness and skill of two friends I used to work with and my sub contractor and his son. These friends, incidentally do this shit for a living, why they would dedicate an entire day off to do it for food and beverage is testament to friendship that cannot be ignored. I grilled mass quantities of marinated chicken and garlic sausage links with potato salad (store bought,because I'm a lazy sod with no kitchen, unlike our industrious friend from the north Special K).
We did more bending over and spent more time on our knees than a house full of Indian eunuchs yesterday, and my back is killing me!
The remodel is essentially complete, just the fireplace and counters getting tiled and some small punch items remain. This signals the fun part of this deal : the buying and placing of furniture and a stove. Ah- to have a stove again.
We have been without a stove now for almost 2 years, remodel notwithstanding. The great rat war/occupation of 2002-03
killed our stove and I have been cooking on our grill and a two burner catering hot plate all this time. In addition to the usual meats, I have discovered that you can grill pizza,enchiladas and numerous other foodstuffs on a BBQ.Interesting discoveries, yes, but I will NOT miss it. I can't wait to get back to some serious cookage!
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We're picking up Irene (AKA- beansie,beans,reenie,reenie-beanie...) at 2p today. I can't wait to see her. It seems that the dog whisperer included her in a class for placement and assessment of foster dogs. 50% of participants thought she would be a good candidate for a rescue dog placement, 50% did not. I was so excited! Irene could be a rescue dog! Visions of me and her on the discovery channel finding lost children in the forest danced in my head until I was told that exactly 0% of participants were willing to get her out of the crate for a closer inspection. Then Ann told me that the rescue part of rescue dog actually meant SHE was a good candidate to BE rescued. Meh...Chickens.
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Ann is going to try to bring my computer back to life this after, which will make the sunday cartoon a much easier deal...either way, it'll be up later on today.
See Ya!