July 20, 2006
The Bidding Starts at Five Dollars
Six months before their scheduled arrival, we found out that my Norwegians cousins were coming to visit us in July.
Two months before their scheduled arrival, my sisters and I hammered out the schedule of when they would be staying with whom.
One day before their scheduled arrival at our house, Husband put in a new, working toilet and sink.
No, not in The Pinecone Bathroom -- that one works. In The Headcheese Bathroom.
And why do we call it The Headcheese Bathroom, you query? Take a look for yourself.
Oh, yeah! That is prime 1968 real estate, bay-bee! Dig it! Of course, that brown, foil wallpaper is on the ceiling, too! You can't have too much of a good thing, know what I'm sayin'?
What's that? Oh, you want to see the sink counter closer? Well, check this out!
Hence -- The Headcheese Bathroom.
Now, over the years, many people have proclaimed our bathroom to be "Fabulous!" As a historical time capsule, perhaps -- but as an actual room in the home of not-completely-insane people? No. It's an atrocity.
Unfortunately, since we put off any work until the day before the Norwegians were due to arrive, we didn't have time for a complete gutting. Still, you can see how big of a difference just changing out the appliances made:
I tried, in vain, to cover up as much wallpaper as possible. The prints are tres chic, oui? I got them in a posh, little gallery called "IKEA." Perhaps you've heard of it?
The sink and counter are still in one very large piece in our garage. No doubt they will soon end up on a friend's lawn, in the dead of night. Probably filled with geraniums.
Comments
And panties up a flag pole as well?
Posted by: Marty at July 20, 2006 08:16 PM
I thought I told you never to speak of that!
Posted by: Wenchie at July 21, 2006 10:16 AM
My eyes----they're burning, help me god.
I would have burned it and started all over. WAY better improvement. Good husband, he's a keeper.
Posted by: Michele at July 22, 2006 08:34 PM
I want the sink. I really want the sink. I may have dreams about the sink.
Oh, wait, it may NOT match my Americana bathroom. Sigh.
Posted by: Vicki at July 24, 2006 02:36 PM