Memory Lane

It is with great anticipation and gratitude that I am writing this post because as of yesterday… drum roll please… we have a kitchen with running water!  Hallelujah, hallelujah, Hallay-AY–lu-jah.  Imagine angels descending and me dancing around in my snow coat while singing the previous refrain.  Fortunately the heater parts are in.  Unfortunately the heater install guy is not.

So we now have a real stove and hood, a refrigerator without handles (long story… probably could have been another “episode” but who wants to read about my ongoing saga with Will Williams and Western Appliance?), running water, and the pinnacle of true civilization: the dishwasher.  My all time most favorite appliance after indoor plumbing, well, and central heat.  I’m sure if I lived without refrigeration I’d have to revise this list, but let’s just pray that day never comes.

And in celebration of the imminent completion of this remodeling project and the requests I’ve received for pictures, I thought we should take a little trip down Memory Lane.  If I could, I’d add some kind of background music here…

The before picture.  Let us pause for a moment to appreciate the milk glass granny lamp hanging from the ceiling on the right, the pink and blue (mostly pink) speckled Formica countertops (all 12 inches of counter space), and the layers of linoleum.  One spaghetti dinner and I’m probably going to really miss that linoleum.

This is a nice shot of our dishwasher.  Certain boys loved to ask if we would be replacing our front-free dishwasher.  Yes it looked like R2-D2, but that is a top-of-the-line Bosch!  I just didn’t see why I would waste money on a front when I knew someday (or 3 years later) it would have an integrated panel… you’ll see.

Here’s a nice shot of our laundry room.  I’ll miss the partially wallpapered, partially wallpaper glued walls.

And the half bath.  We’re keeping the Martha Stewart green sink.  Trust me, it’s cool.  But it was time for the pink and green deco tile to say goodbye.

Last but not least, the pièce de résistance, our non-functioning Rangemate hood.  The one with the hot extension cord in the wall that gave me heart palpitations when it was found.  Can you believe we got rid of the matching stove?