Pictures

Everybody made it back safe and sound from Thanksgiving. I'm never eating again, until my next meal at least. The time has come to provide some more proof of time consuming activities.

There is indeed a wine refrigerator in the butler pantry and it has wine in it. I need to get some sort of rubber pad/mat to elevate it a hair and isolate it because it does vibrate some as it keeps our wine at the ideal storage temperature of 55 degrees.



Keely has been involved in the process even though I poo-pooed her painting skills . . . there's nothing that can't be sanded out, even floating dog hair, thanks Dempsey.



We made it off the couch to get to the beach at least once. It was lovely.



Brian's worst nightmare is coming true already. I heard this clown talking about getting a new bike for the holidays from Mum and "the Popster".



Our worst nightmare continues. Every time we make progress on the house we add to the debacle.



But there has been progress in the kitchen. The rest of it has been ripped apart to be primed and painted. The uppers are painted with minimal touch-up required and our new glassware (as well as some of the old) is put away.