Not smitten with my kitchen

 

UPDATE: Voting is open AND you can vote EVERY. SINGLE. DAY!!! (I’m #32)

Mandi at Vintage Revivals is having a contest. Not just any contest, mind you. The winner gets a free room makeover. Yep, Mandi will go to the winner’s house for a week and makeover a room of their choice.

Free. Room. Makeover.

All you have to do is write a blog post about what room you would pick.

I pick my kitchen. I have a hard time calling it a kitchen. It’s more a wall of appliances and cabinets. And a countertop.








Scratch and dent white appliances? check

Mis-matched range hood over stove? check

No microwave? check

No dishwasher? check

Window for people taller than 6’2” over sink? check

No backsplash? check

Orange-ish oak cabinets covered in grease? check

Green laminate countertop? check

Ceiling fan centered to room and not over table? check

Boob light over kitchen sink? check

STUFFED CARP ON THE WALL? check

People, I’m 50 years old. I’m tired of washing dishes by hand. I can’t get manicures anymore because my nails have been banned from all the salons.

I hate seeing that damn perky boob over my kitchen sink, constantly reminding me of what-once-was-but-will-never-be-again.

Even though I clean weekly, don’t get me started on the amount of built-up dust that flies off the ceiling fan blades and lands on the food on the table. Ewwww!

If I have to clean a carp’s rear end again….

Mandi, please pick me!

I remember all my life (that’s 50 long years!)
rainin’ down as cold as ice (Minnesota weather, doncha know)
shadows of a woman her face through a window (me looking at your beautiful kitchens)
cryin’ in the night (cutting onions under a run-away ceiling fan)

night turns into mornin’ just another day (same old carp butt to greet me)
happy people pass my way (dishwashers do buy happiness)
lookin’ in their eyes I see their memories (of breakfasts sandwiches cooked in their microwaves)
I never realized how happy appliances made me
oh Mandi will you come and give without taking?
I won’t send you away
oh Mandi will you pick me and stop me from breaking?
I need you today oh Mandi

(borrowed with many liberties from Barry Manilow)

Paula

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Grateful

Today I’m savoring every moment with my kids.

Not because they start school next week. I mean, yes, that is a good reason but it’s not the main reason.

Yesterday we were involved in a car accident. A commercial vehicle ran a red light and crashed into us. Our van is a complete loss.

Our family is still together.

Paula

p.s. Upon hearing bystanders comment about getting the license plate number from the truck, my son took pictures of the accident with his Dsi. I guess we’ll let him keep it…

Blog Redesign

 

Yep. I bit the bullet and redesigned the blog. I received some wonderful help from Laura at Our Prairie Home.

How do you like the new look?

 

Paula

Did you know….

nail polish remover will take spray paint off a mirror in case of accidental over-spraying?

Paula

Cousins

Taken yesterday at Paul Bunyan Land. If you’ve never been – go!!

 

Paula