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The Strong, Silent Type

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Ta daaaaa! Kitchen floor, counters and sink, complete. The water tasted a little bit like rubber hose for a few days but now we’re good. We are now working on convincing the kittehs that white counter rules still apply to brown counters.

And, now that Obi has been under the sink he wants to be under there all the time. It is almost like he hadn’t made the connection between the bathroom sink with cupboards and the kitchen sink with cupboards.

Long story short, we have to install baby locks on the kitchen cupboards.

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I was kitteh sitting for Mona’s cats, the handsome Gabe and the beautiful princesses, Gus and Jenny, one night this week. After they’d eaten, I was washing off their plates and saw one of the girls sitting on the landing of the stairway.

“Are you done with your dinner, pretty girl?” I asked. “Last call.”

She said nothing so I rinsed the last plate and babbled to her as I put it in the dishwasher and straightened the kitchen. She said nothing back. She just sat there. Then, as I was headed down the stairs to scritch Gabe’s ears one last time before leaving, I realized I wasn’t talking to a cat at all.

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Tricky. Very tricky.

How Many Trips to Home Depot…

…does it take to plumb a sink? We don’t know yet. So far we’re at two.

Due to a misunderstanding between our contractor and me, we have been without a kitchen sink for three days longer than necessary. He thought I was hiring a plumber. I thought he had one on staff.

But! The Boy can plumb.

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With the help of Kitten Thunder, of course.

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We have running water! The Boy is still working on the side with the garbage disposal so a final picture, and stories of teaching the cats that the brown thing IS TOO counter, will be coming on Thursday.

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Everyone is talking about Boston on the blogosphere. My aunt was running and my mom was near the finish line. They are okay. I send my thoughts out to those who were not so lucky. And I send my thanks out to the locals who helped. From the lady who pulled my mom and others into her apartment, to the organizers who guided runners to their evacuated families, and the hotel staff who welcomed them “home” that afternoon. My whole family loves you, Boston!

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We’ve come one more step closer to being done with the kitchen improvements. The large part of the counter is installed, with the new undermounted sink.

The kittens, once again, found a way to not be on the counters.

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And Then It Snowed.

We were expecting a huge amount of snow overnight. We only got four inches, not anything to talk about in Wyoming in April. When we were still anticipating, my boss (me) decided we would wear jeans today even if we still had meetings to go to today.

This morning, The Boy not only had to go to work but had to go early. No snow day for us. Oliver, though, decided we should have a delayed start.

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And then it snowed.

As I was finishing up my coffee, I received a call about getting counters installed. I threw on some clothes and went out to shovel our walks for the counter guy. Jeff, from Jeff Channel fame, was also shoveling. The Boy and I are going to Croatia this spring and Lori isn’t available for kitteh sitting the whole time (has to go to Yellowstone for “work”). I asked Jeff if he would be willing to make a celebrity appearance.

He agreed.

And then it snowed.

The counter guy arrived and had to shovel again before bringing stuff in.

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There is more to do tomorrow and Thursday, but then we’ll have a kitchen again! I have never realized how much I love my kitchen sink. It is wrong to use water from the bathroom to cook.

The kittens helped by inspecting the sink.

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And then it snowed.

While the counters were being installed, I worked on jewelry for my friend Angie. She sent me a bunch of rocks to work with. Here’s Obi helping with my photography efforts.

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And then I rammed my pliers into my hand and bled. A lot. And then it snowed. A lot.

One of my clients closed early so I didn’t have to go in.

And then it snowed.

My hair stylist called and cancelled our appointment.

And then it snowed.

The City closed its offices and The Boy came home.

And then it snowed.

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The striations are kind of cool. By counting the rings we can see that this storm is 12 snow years old.

And still it snows.