This isn't Getting Ridiculous. This IS Ridiculous.

6/30/10

Let me count down the shitty last 2 weeks we've had:

  • Marc's sprint cellphone died.
  • Franca got a cold.
  • I got a stomach bug.
  • Marc got the stomach bug.
  • It was eleventy-billion degrees outside EVERY DAY.
  • Marc's new iPhone died.
  • Thunderstorm. We lost power for 12 hours. I FREAKED out about my frozen breastmilk.
  • Franca got double ear infections.
  • I got Franca's cold.
  • My nephew knocked his front tooth out.
  • My one sister threw her back out.
  • My other sister has pneumonia again.
  • Tuna (our beloved cat) had some sort of seizure/passing out episode and had to be rushed to the emergency vet.

So really countertops, REALLY?
You too needed to be messed up??
For the Second. Time.
REALLY?????

Totally unnecessary.

We unwrapped the replacement slab shipment and BAM! I thought Marc was going to have an aneurysm. They didn't finish the inside of the sink cutout. If we didn't have people over helping us lift it, I think Marc would have went into a fit of rage. And I would not have blamed him.

We still lifted it into place and of course, it fit and was level and the right thickness and basically all the things that were wrong about the first slab were fixed, except this one had the stupid unfinished sink cutout.
Remember how nice the finished sink edge looked. Now it has this wierd white scratchy edge.

Marc and I must have kicked a lot of puppies in our previous lives to deserve this.

Look how crappy this looks. You can see the router marks.

So now they are shipping us a THIRD slab. It better be perfect or I might lose my shit.

Any ideas what to do with these first two slabs? Epoxy Outdoor kitchen? Epxoy Bath vanity?
Epoxy Trivets? Or the best yet: Epoxy Money? Because they are making these slabs like a Chinese Counterfitter. Get it? Counter-fitter. Like countertop... like fitting? HAAAA.

I'm obviously loosing my mind over here.

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Delivery #3

6/21/10

The last of the exciting deliveries is here:

Welcome Parker Ellie!
Born 4:14pm on Friday June 18th, 2010
Weight: 8lbs 13 ounces
Length: 21"

Everyone is doing great!
Her big sis is already as sweet as can be.

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Happy Father's Day Marc!

(I know I'm a day late with this, but Franca was a little sick. I did the morning shift home with her and now Marc is home with her.)

So, I have this theory that if you aren't a super mothering type, you marry someone who is. This theory is based on many couples I know, but mostly on Marc and I. Up until now it has just been a hunch, but now that we are parents, it is amazing how true this really is.

It has also made me realize how lucky I am to have made him marry me. I've always known he was a great guy: Kind, smart, funny, a bit of a perfectionist, but hey, he's very hardworking.

Now, wow, it's at a totally different level. I turn on the baby monitor when I know he is putting Franca to sleep and I can barely take it. The lovability is mind blowing. He'd be mad if I went into detail, but let's just say that part of it includes him leaning over the crib and letting her play with his face while he lists all the white, fuzzy animals he can think of until she falls asleep.

Swoon.
Then there is this photo:

Hotness. Sweetness.
Why did I wait 10 years to have this man's children?

He dresses her in the morning. You should see his giant hands rummaging thru the baby socks to find the ones that match the outfit best. He somehow taught her to do Chewbacca noises. He sits in the backseat of the car while I drive so he can hang with her. He wears her around town the ergo carrier, never thinking of his ego, only her comfort and closeness. He talks to her about hockey, Star Wars, lawn mowing, The White Stripes and olive oil. He's been accused of "accidentally" wake her up so they can play.

And just went I thought my heart couldn't take anymore cuteness, he emails me this:

fc haiku

waking up with gas
ahh i blew out my diaper
smiling talking

restless waking play
my fist fits into my mouth
leave me be asleep

Someone get me a towel. My heart just melted all over my desk.

Happy Father's Day Marc!

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Update & Wine Storage Detail

6/17/10

So I had plans last night to take some good photos with the real camera and do a post in detail about the wine storage. I got out the camera and took one photo when the battery died. Tried the backup battery. Dead too. Then my friend texted and said they were at a wine bar and that I should come meet them. Franca was sleeping and Marc was doing dishes, so my decision was easy.

So here is the post about the wine storage, but with sucky iPhone photos.

Oh, but first the update: As suspected, the countertop people were very understanding and are shipping us a new sink piece. Should be here in 2 weeks. Then we can finally really set them, put the side (wine) panel in and be done! :)

It already makes me infinitely happy to go down stairs in the morning and see a nice, smooth,clean countertop surface.

Ok, now Wine storage:
Because we wanted deeper than standard countertops (24" is standard, ours are 36"), we ended up with about 12" of extra space behind the counters. In certain spaces, this space houses plumbing, gas piping, electrical outlets, etc., but at the very end of the counters, it was just empty. Marc decided to utilize this side for wine storage. (The other side will be our liquor cabinet accessed from the dining room. More details on that later.)

So on the drawings he showed a cut-out in the countertop side panel:

Then he went to work building a little wine storage box out of wood painted white with a stained back and shelves:


Now, as Cheryl pointed out, this will likely be Franca's toy storage, not wine storage, when she is 1-2 years old. But with a smile like this, I think I'm ok with that. :)


Seriously irresistible right?

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Double Farts

6/14/10

So of course, something went wrong. I'm waaaay less mad about it than I expected I would be though. It went a little something like this: our contractor neighbor came over and helped us prep, we gathered the troops to help lift the slabs, and Franca decided for only the second time in her life that she WANTED to be held. So I held her while doing what I could to assist in the maneuvering.


We lifted the first slab into place. Perfect. Awesome. In came slab #2 and shit. It was cupped. The seam between the two was way off AND after further inspection, the slabs are different thicknesses. Almost 1/8" different. Shit. Shit. Shit.

So we got some weights and boxes of books to try to "uncup" the slab. Then we sat on the couch pouting for 2 hours. Franca sensed it and was acting hilarious to cheer us up. Laughing, cooing, farting, the whole 9 yards. It is really impossible to be angry when your daughter simultaneously sneezes, farts and laughs. Then she gives you this adorable look:
Good thing is, I'm very confident that the company that we ordered from will quickly cast and ship us a new piece. I'm thinking it will at least take 2 weeks, so we got busy and hooked up the new faucet and the cooktop.... and I'm in love. I didn't cry during my whole pregnancy, but when I lit those burners, I'll admit, I got teared up. Even though it was 90 degrees here this weekend, I boiled a big pot of water and made pasta. Water boiled in 3 minutes. More tears.

A half success anyway. And it is really going to be awesome when it is all said and done. The material is wonderful. Soft and clean. Water beads up on it. It is really very cool and super beautiful. So I'm not mad.

cooktop & sink

Here's the side piece with the wine storage cut-out.


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Countertop Sneak Peak!

6/8/10


No broken pieces yet! Can't wait to install!
(This is the side panel with the wine-storage cutout.)

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Say a Prayer Today

6/7/10


If not for countertops for me, then for countertops for Franca. I mean, look how excited she is <----

Marc and I have not allowed ourseleves to get that excited. We are too worried that the delivery will fall thru, they will show up damaged, we will brake them during installation, the cut-outs won't line up, the size will be wrong, the weight will make our kitchen collapse... I could go on and on here.

So please, send some good mojo our way today. Baby needs a cooktop to warm her bottles on!

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Pigs Might Just Fly Next Week

6/5/10

Mommy, you mean I might not have to sit on these peeling black paint, mold-growing plywood counters anymore?


So, we had a weird week of back-and-forth with the countertop company that was oddly reminicent of the Sammy Debacle. 

"Ok, we are shipping it today." Then nothing. 
"Ok, sending you the tracking number." Nada. 
"Sorry sending it today." Nil.

We started to freak out a little. 
We started to feel like idiots... again.

So when Marc woke me up this morning at 6:15am to show me this, I wasn't mad at all:

Man. It just might happen.

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