Remember the circuit breaker box to rival Mrs. O'Leary's cow? (look it up- you should have paid attention in 7 th grade history class).
Handy Randy replaced it!
I've never stared longingly in shear amazement at a breaker box before but it is a beaut!
We got approved on our electrical inspection, bitter sweet news though, as our time with Randy dwindles. As he turns to leave I may attempt to lob off a swath of his pony tail as a momento, Emma I'll try to get enough for us both. Your welcome.
We brought canned soup to the house for our lunch break. To which we were abruptly reminded by this site
That there was no soup for you, um, us- well at least heated soup. Too bad, it was actually in the 40's that day but the pumpkin bread we've had in the fridge for a few weeks will have to do.
Within an hour or so Caroline called to say she was stopping by, little did we know she had been cooking up a storm and brought .....
Delish home made chicken soup! Piping hot-
And 'smack your mamma good' as Kelly would say. No offense mom.
Thanks Caroline!
Stopped by the Home Depot
And headed to the house. Looking forward to some friends stopping by- come see our progress!
Then we will celebrate Melissa's birthday - happy birthday my friend!
Electrical update
We officially hired Randy to be our electrician!
Which means we are 3Gs closer to the poor house. Money well spent though- Randy is replacing our circuit breaker panel which looks like it came over to the new country with Columbus. He's upgrading our service to 200 amp (120 now) and adding a few grounded 3-prong outlets for our computer and tv. Being do-it-yourselfers (read 'cheap') we asked him what we could do to facilitate the process. He left us with a to do list:
Which led to this:
Then this:
And this:
Who does that lovely picture taking silhouette belong to?
Digressing...
And this:
And this:
On another electrical front, we don't feel like we pay Duke power enough as it so so we are giving them $1800 to bury our lines in the back yard. I tried to haggle with the monopolizing cold hearted hungry hippo on the basis that we are doubling the amperage use of the house, but unless we find a way to generate our own power (put the nieces and nephews in a hamster wheel when they come over?) Duke holds all the cards.
Long story short,
Power to the people - word.
You know what that means (just kidding, I'm sure that was just vague enough to let your imaginations run rampant). My blog inspiration and life long friend Stephanie came for a visit from NYC last weekend just to help me finish painting the shelves ( yes, 4 kids and countless hours later the shelves are still without the last coats of paint, and yes helping me paint was the last item on Stephs agenda). So when Miki dropped Steph off looking like this:
I was worried that she forgot her painting outfit, in which case I'd have to release the light fixture dangling by a thread over her head! Oh I keed I keed! She promptly changed and got to work.
Thanks Steph! You will feel so proud of yourself the next time you visit and set your belongings in the expertly painted drip free closet. That's worth another trip!
I love our little nieces and nephews- especially since I have realized that they share their mothers enthusiasm for painting! Jeff brought Mietta, Warren, Magnus, and Evalia to the house to see what they're made of (besides sugar and spice and everything nice)
Here they are priming the closet shelves:
A little extra spice from Mietta - work that camera girlfriend, own it!
Evalia after falling into the paint tray- paint EVERYWHERE! Bless her itty bitty heart!
The twins and I play the most fun game, like ever: cover the yellow! It was a three way tie.
How many Uncle Mikeys does it take to transport 3 kids upstairs? He's most industrious- this was the only way to ensure we don't have little white footprints all over our newly sanded floors
So of any of you parents need us to babysit....
In between house cleaning gigs and chasing around her 4 kids (all under age 9) Mike's sis Annie is a professional paintress. So we hired her to pick up our slack. She is extremely detail oriented- The first thing she did was inspect everything we had attempted to mud/spackle/sand to get it 'paint ready'
And then she did it all over.
Spackle
Sand
Caulk
The woman has standards- don't mess with her our you'll find yourself caulked to a closet and ready to be primed.
