Day 28: Two more days to go!

After this 30 day blogging marathon is over I might take a few days off from the blog. What do you think? I deserve it, don't I? Maybe I'll have Nicole write a post or two, seeing as how she did such a great job with last night's blog. She's quite the clever girl, isn't she. If you don't already, start reading her blog(s) obsessively. Tapioca Dance and Fresh as Paint are amazing! I read them every day. Nicole is so great! She is the greatest person on the planet! Dan is okay, but nowhere near as cool as Nicole.

Now I bet you don't know who's writing this post, do you?! Ha ha! I'll never tell! I'm AWESOME!

Here are some pictures:



Bogey helped me search through the yellow pages to find a good plumber. Check out how my finger magically makes the pages turn... amazing!



This is the end result of the plumber's handy work. I didn't take pictures of the other side of the wall, which is where most of the work (read: cost) took place. Why didn't I take pictures, you ask? I don't know. Why didn't you brush your teeth last night?



Here's the hand sink, which I call baby bear, and the service (mop) sink - affectionately known as momma bear. Can you guess what the big sink's name is?



This is Dr. Steely Steelerton, the big three compartment sink. What did you think I'd call it? I still need to connect the drain board before Dr. Steelerton can start seeing patients.



Check out these sweet temporary legs I made for Dr. Steelerton out of an old 2x4 and some cheap duct tape. The real legs should be in on Tuesday or Wednesday.



This is the custom sink cabinet I built to hold baby bear. It took me two freakin' hours! Look at the craftsmanship. LOOK AT IT! Of course, baby bear didn't need my craftsmanship and told me exactly where I could shove it.

I'll never forgive you baby bear. Never ever.



This is the floor being buffed. By the time we mop it, buff it again, and apply a layer of epoxy sealant, you won't even recognize it. I think we're going to forget about laying carpet and just clean the terrazzo floors. I'll keep you updated.



My uncle Larry installed our 6 channel surround system. The speakers don't look that big in the picture, but take my word for it... they're huge. Even Dr. Steely Steelerton was put to shame by their size.



See what I mean? They're globnormous! If I really wanted to, I could crank up the volume to 11 and immediately cause everyone's head within a 32 mile radius to explode. That was a poorly constructed sentence. I guess I'm still stinging from baby bear's comment about where I could shove my craftsmanship.



Here's Dad and I laying carpet. As usual, Dad's working while I'm staring at the back of his head.



Here I am dancing with an invisible person.



More Chilton's... drinking beer... watching my Dad work. From left to right: me, Yo, Sonny, and Larry (hiding his beer behind his back). Check out my arms! I only have one question for you: "do you have tickets to the BB gun show?!"



Here's my Dad, not drinking beer. According to him: "This is a one-man-job!" He says that a lot. What do you think of the carpet color?

Well, that's all for tonight.