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Here are some pictures of the slow, but steady advances in the kitchen.

Paint goes up tonight. I think that will make a TREMENDOUS difference in my ability to envision the end result...

Here you go...

The sink wall:




























And the stove wall:





























The floor:





























The day I came home and cried:





























And one more for good measure. Gracie. She was posing SO adorably for me, but with the darn delay on my camera, this is the shot I got.


See her leg there in the bottom left corner?

Oh yea, that's some good photography.

Comments

  1. Hey Ugly! It looks like you'll be making my peanut butter bars on the back porch.

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  2. Anonymous7:56 AM

    goodness you have some major work happening! it will be done though and you will be so relieved! cute photo! :)have a great day!

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  3. Wow, I can see why you cried when you saw that.
    Can't wait to see the finished kitchen, though!

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  4. Steve - I'll be making your peanut butter bars on my new marble countertops. Promise. (Or you'll be visiting me for Christmas at the local mental health ward...)

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  5. Anonymous6:33 AM

    Oh my heck! Cathy, I can't even imagine the nightmare you are living. That is extensive remodel. No wonder you had a little melt down. I'm laughing out loud looking at the appliances on the back porch. That's a visual that helps me clearly see your frustration!

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