Monday, September 03, 2007

The Anatomy of a Remodel

This is a tale that is meant, more than anything to remind me that I should really be more humble. I should have not had thoughts like "oh, not having a kitchen for a month is really no big deal and I scoff at those who complain about such minor inconveniences when there are millions of children without health care." All I can say is that I am a moron.

Last Thursday morning we left our little house for the day and said goodbye to our little kitchen from the 50's.
We came home with our new Cookie Monster doll who incidentally has taught Goldie not about LEARNING which is like, his JOB. He is all about the fucking COOKIES. Anyway, I digress. We came home to this God forsaken mess:

Oh.My.God. What have we done? So my sweet Davey set about making me a makeshift microwave cookery center in the Scary Basement complete with cobwebs, spiders and maybe escaped convicts hiding in the shadows. Also a concrete sink. And a crock pot!

I generally try to make reasonably healthy meals for our family. These, however, are desperate times. I actually fed my child this for dinner last night: I think macaroni and cheese is considered a vegetable in some parts of the country right?

This is the point where I would love to show you an after picture. But I can't. Because the new cabinets don't get in until the 23rd.
Also, did I ever tell you the story where we didn't have a kitchen and had to eat in the FREAKING basement and I was trying to serve something reasonably healthy when we hadn't yet eaten dinner by 8:30 at night because the electrician was there so I lovingly heated up vegetable soup bowl by bowl in the microwave in paper bowls and when it came time to heat my bowl it got dumped onto the floor so there WAS NO SOUP FOR ME and then I yelled MOTHERFUCKER and the electrician ran out of the house and then I got wild eyed and grabbed keys to the car and told my husband to just enjoy his soup because I was going to Taco Bell and then went on to write a really long run on sentence about it with no punctuation? No? Well I should really tell you that story sometime.














5 Comments:

Blogger Ris said...

Aw, man! I feel for you, Kirsten.

You guys want to come over for dinner sometime?

Though Kate could live on this mini corndogs. She loves those things, along with a handful of baby carrots and chips. Always with the chips.

Cari

7:56 AM  
Blogger MomSmoo said...

Give up, throw in the towel and go to every place that takes out or delivers and get a menu. Trust me -- it is sanity saving!

Also, totally blew the renovation budget, but I didn't blow my stack in the process.

8:18 AM  
Blogger LeLo in NoPo said...

As someone who went through a kitchen and bathroom remodel/total gut to the studs in the middle of winter, we lived without a kitchen this past year from Dec-May. It's hard. And yes, basement "camp kitchen" here too. Our saving grace was the ready made food from Trader Joe's: they have good stuff that's not chock full of preservatives, and their veggies in microwavable bags are great. I don't think I've ever eaten so many brussels sprouts. And then there's the meatloaf...keep your eye on the prize and good luck!

8:44 AM  
Blogger *~*Cece*~* said...

We remodled our kitchen two years ago and I think I was pissed at my husband for two months straight. lol

3:31 PM  
Blogger stephanie said...

I am so, so sorry. That's all I can offer - and the fact that mac & cheese is high protein, baby - eat up! And I might consider the 'corn' part of the corn dog a vegetable, in hard times...

7:44 PM  

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