Guest Blogger: Izzy (the dog)

Dear Mom,

Let me lead off by saying I’m sorry.  I know it doesn’t amount to much coming from a dog - but it is true. 

I do not know all the details, but Dad filled me in on what the end result was… and needless to say, it wasn’t good.  I really had no clue what had happened, I remember you hitting the floor - but I just thought you wanted to play with my toy lamb.  I love that lamb.  I really do.

When I saw you on the ground next to it, I couldn’t help but to think that we had something in common (a love for a stuffed lamb), and it made my heart smile.  Little did I know that you were not getting down to play with my lamb at all, actually you were hurt.  Hurt, by something I did.

That… didn’t make my heart smile.

I get excited easily.  Guess it is the puppy in me, still holding on… not wanting to be overtaken to my grown-up side.  Yes, I do have a grown-up side… you have said it before yourself.  Actually, it can be easily confused with my sleepy side, because honestly they are the same.  When I get sleepy… I calm down.  Calm = grown up.  Or at least to most folks, it appears that way.

Yesterday when you let me inside, I was so excited to get to come in.  Not to mention, Grandma & Grandpa were there and you know I love them so much.  I saw them for just a second and then I was wisked inside - which I thought would mean that Grandma & Grandpa would be in there to pet me.  After a quick look around, I noticed this was not the case.  So I headed for the door to find them. 

That is where we met.  As you probably remember, I tried to stop - I hit the brakes hard.  That tile floor doesn’t do much for my brakes, specially with my nails being a little long.  So we collided.  It definitely wasn’t intentional.  Please believe that.  When Dad told me everything, I could barely remember what happened - since I didn’t even know you were hurt. 

Mikey tried to tell me something was wrong… but I thought he was crazy (and I still think he is a lil).  When Dad pulled me aside last night though, it became clear that I had really done a number on your knee.  I figured something was wrong, because no one fed me lunch and I didn’t see you guys until late… I just figured that y’all had been drinking.  That is usually the case. 

I guess what I am trying to say is I let the puppy in me get out of hand and I’m sorry.  I mean it.  If there is anything I can do for you… like chase squirrels, eat random objects or sleep on the bed next to you… I’m here for you.  Seriously. 

Just ask.

Love - Izzy (the dog)

P.S. - My memory of the event is a lil cloudy and as I think about it more and more… I really think it could have been Mikey.  Pretty sure I saw him run off all Tonya Harding style.  Pretty sure of it.  Oh and I attached a picture to remind you how cute I am and that I would love a chance to sit next to you.

Izzy - I'm Sorry

Sometimes I Wish I Had A Clever Story To Tell You.

But not all days have funny stories.

In fact, the last couple of weeks and the next couple to come were/are filled more with sore elbows, creaky fingers and late nights.  There are some funny things sprinkled in to keep the comedy in the back of your mind, but for the most part it is straight up hard labor.

We are into our second week of the remodel/revamp/renovation and we are definitely feeling it.  We really have got a lot done, thanks to the team we had over the weekend.  Seriously, these guys & gals were working their butts off - and all we could do is feed them and keep them as happy as possible… they wouldn’t except our wages. 

That is what family does I suppose, but really - they went above and beyond.

We had Shala & Myself all of last week.  Also my Mom made it over a few times last week after work and helped. I was able to get Friday & Monday off of work so I had full days that day to be able to work.  Shala’s Dad was able to spend the majority of the day Friday at the house also, not to mention My Stepdad who was able to shake loose from work on Friday around lunch.  Shala’s Mom showed up not long after that and My Mom was back.  Once Shala got off, we had a pretty full crew.

Saturday Shala’s Brother & his wife joined in bright and early, along with everyone else mentioned above and Sunday was the same. 

Unreal.

But just to give you an idea of what got accomplished since Tuesday of last week…  here is a quick list (and I’m sure I will leave out a lot):

Removed all baseboards throughout the house.

Mudded the Den that had panelling along with sanding it to make it appear like it had normal walls.

Textured all the ceilings throughout the house to cover up old horrible texture job.

Textured Den, Office & Master Bedroom walls and applied a California Knockdown texture effect.

Primed & painted Den, Master, Office, Bedroom #1, Bedroom #2, Sunroom, Living Room & Dining Room.

Primed & Painted all baseboard that were new and didn’t need to be removed, window treatments and doors.

Painted all closets bright white, along with laundry room and other small areas.

Removed all the carpet & padding in all the rooms with carpet (Den, Master, Office, Bedroom #1 & Bedroom #2.

Scraped, swept, vacuumed & mopped all rooms with carpet that was removed.

Installed new ceiling fan in the Den.

Installed all new 3 prong plugs throughout the house along with new switches.

Redesigned the Master Bedroom closet, demo/rebuild/rewire/drywall/mud/texture/paint included.

Repaired fence in the backyard.

Repaired gates in the back & side entrances.

Redesigned Vanity portion of the master (not yet completed), have all the pieces anyhow.

Replaced A/C vents throughout the house (still on-going).

Mudded over horrible texture in the kitchen that previous owners throught was cool to do in only a few places and leave big gaping gaps here and there and look stupid - so we had took care of that for them.  ;)

Primed kitchen, preping for paint.

Cleaned, cleaned & cleaned (and continue to clean).

Demo’d built-in cabinets from the 1960’s that made our Master Bedroom NOT functional - added another foot to the room.

Made 9,000,000,000 trips to Lowe’s, Home Depot and the liquor store to allow for everything above to happen.

Not to mention we spent 7 billion dollars over the past couple weeks… but hey… who gives a…

Quite a list eh?  Thought we were joking huh?  Nope.  We have carpet being laid today, and then we have baseboards, trim and crown molding to put up.  Not to mention the hall has to be painted along with the baseboard in there and the kitchen.  Yup, it never freakin’ ends.  Oh wait.  And we have 4 new ceiling fans to put up, 4 light fixtures and about 8 or 9 a/c vents. 

I could keep going… but then my wife would bean me in the head with a shovel and jump off a bridge.

I promise we have done our best at trying to capture most of the transition in pictures, but hell… we missed some.  SO!

Get off our backs already.  Sometimes you forget, and sometimes your fingers hurt to bad to push down the lil button on the top of the camera.  This is one of those times.

So enjoy a few choice photos with my attempt at a humorous tagline and then you can go about your business today.  That is if you are still reading and haven’t jumped off a bridge yourself.  Welcome to Wednesday.

This is the Den before we bought the house.  Dark red painted panelling… SUPER overcrowded and gloomy.

Den Before Remodel

This is the den after - minus the baseboards & crown molding & carpet of course… but freshened up a bit.

Den After Remodel

This is the Living Room & Dining Room before we bought it…

Living Room & Dining Room Before

This is the Living Room/Dining Room after - with fresh paint, minus the crown molding.  Actually, this was the only picture we had… so its more of the Dining Room with a lil bit of Living Room - but still… you get the idea.  We will do better!

Living/Dining Room After

This is the best picture we got of the sunroom prior to move-in…

Sunroom Before

This is it with a fresh coat of paint, of blue…. who would have thought.  We have big things planned for this room, just wait.

Sunroom After

Here are a few shots of stuff that just need to be seen, we have lots more to show, but need to take better pics.  The first one, our big pile of trash & stuff that got taken out of the house.

Pile of Trash

This one is of the old dishwasher that we are replacing (as soon as ours comes in), it cracked us up that it had a slider for “Clean/Dirty”.  Dirty was definitely what we left it on.

Dirty Dishwasher

This next one is the Master before we got started and it had a tiny closet that we demo’d and made HUGE.  You can also see the edge of the vanity that we are totally redoing in the next couple of days.  The vanity that DIDN’T have a plugin AT ALL.  Seriously.

Master Closet & Vanity

Another Master pic with the awesome colors… and imposter furniture of the ex owners still in it.  Not to mention their awesome paint selection that made the room look so dark and sad.

Master Prior To Redesign

We could go on and on, but we want to drag this out so you guys have more to read when you get bored.  So we will give you an update when the carpet is in and we have some more progress made.  Just wait.

A Few Choice Photos From Our Vacation

These, by no means are the best or even close to all of them - but just wanted to share a few so people would get off our backs.

Of course I didn’t mean you.  You would never frustrate us.  Surely.  I meant the other person that reads us.

Enjoy, if you would like to look at more before we post them and do somewhat of a trip report… feel free and click here.

The Muster Drill

(Above) The Muster Drill - not mentioned in the brochure, that is for certain.

Old Ships

(Above) Old ships we went past at Nassau, Bahamas.

Half Moon Cay

(Above) The beach at Half Moon Cay.  We rented a cabana there - it was very nice.

Nassau Lighthouse

(Above) The Nassau lighthouse is always a great photo, you can’t mess it up.

Ship @ Half Moon Cay

(Above) The ship in the distance, Carnival Destiny - the one in the front… umm no clue.

James & Shala

(Above) James & Shala in Ft. Lauderdale at the beach.  Note the perma-grin.

James In Ft. Lauderdale @ The Beach

(Above) James at the Ft. Lauderdale Beach.

Obama for mankind.

(Above) Be sure to vote.  Nassau had their favorite on display.

We’re home

We’re home, we’re tired, we’re working and we wish that we were still here…

Half Moon Cay, Bahamas 

We have lots of pictures to share and lots of stories to tell and that might happen sometime this week if one of our brains decide to kick in.  I wouldn’t count on it!

If Humping Stingrays Is A Crime…

Lock me up and throw away the key.  Seriously.

We have been so freakin’ busy that I almost forgot that we were going to be on the beach in a week.  How does one forget something that important?  Easy.  Just have the school across the street want to take your house and make it a playground or a parking lot or a gym or a school house or a day care or whatever else they want.  Then have to scurry around like a rat to find a new house.  Sprinkle in some of the busier days at work to ever exist… and you have a perfect storm.

Why do we say that.  “Perfect” storm.

What’s so perfect about it.  I think “shit-storm” works better.  Imma use that instead from now on.

Enough about everything bogging us down… I’m tired of whining about shit.  Aren’t you tired of reading it?  Why hasn’t someone told us to suck it up and quit playing victim to the world?  You dissapoint me internets.  I thought you would whoop us into shape before now… all we have got is “atta boys” and “atta girls”.  I expected more. 

Thats all I’m saying.

Back to the beach. 

This time next week we will be…

Nassau Bahamas

I will be doing a lil bit of this action…

Drinking on the beach...

And I’m sure Shala will be gettin’ in on a little bit of this action….

Foofy Drinks

See this look in my eye… its love… humpin’ love.  It’s on Stingrays.  haha

James + Stingrays = Love

Something is weird about that picture… maybe its because I’m wearing my hat underwater.  That has to be it.  Its not that look in my eye like I just crapped my pants.  Nah - has to be the hat.

There are casinos on the ship.  Not good.  Not smart.  Gambling, drinking, beaches… crappers, we might come back without a house - it might get spent in the process.

The countdown is officially on.  T-minus 5 days.  Or 4… or something.  Hell I don’t know, I just know its soon and less than a week, and LORD ARE WE READY.  Mentally at least, we have yet to pack.  I know I know… get off our backs.

Good day.