I had to go grocery shopping last night. I got in the car to drive to the Giant Eagle near our home and Fool For Your Loving by Whitesnake was playing on the 80’s at 8 on 92.1 The Suck. Uh, I mean The Rock. I only caught the tail end of the song, and then Burning Heart by Vandenberg started playing! I actually had to consider driving to Giant Eagle in Richland just so I could listen to the good music. So, I guess it’s safe to listen to 92.1 between the hours of 8 and 8:30. Just so you know David Coverdale is to Angela as Peter Steele is to Judy. And Adrian Vandenberg isn’t too bad, either. Well, back in the day, anyway…
i am the queen of caulk
We pretty much finished putting the laundry room back together this evening. I still have a few minor details to attend to tomorrow, but first I must go to the hardware store to pick up some stuff. The biggest pain about this evening was caulking the seams of the wall trim. You’re not supposed to grout along the edges because the floor needs to expand/contract with the seasons, so they sell you this caulk that matches the grout. I have to say, I’ve become quite good at caulking, though it was never anything I aspired to be good at. I’ve found that the key is to mask off the area that you are working on–this eliminates the messy clean up. That is your construction tip of the day.
The music room still needs attended to, but that won’t take long–everything just needs to be moved back into the room before practice Saturday night. I think we can handle that.
first day of spring
Yesterday was the first day of spring. So, you know what that means–only 6 more weeks of winter left! To hell with the groundhog…
oscar the grout
As if I wasn’t tired enough from yesterday’s escapades, Brian made us get up for 8am church today because we had to be at his grandmother’s (in Maryland) at 12:30 for dinner. She was having a 30th wedding celebration for Brian’s Aunt Phyl and Uncle John. We didn’t stay for long because Brian had practice scheduled this evening. However, when we got home there was still an hour to spare before he had to leave, so we decided to grout the laundry room then rather than after practice, as originally planned. The job took exactly an hour. I really hate grouting, but after spending about 8 hours grouting our family room last year, it’s hard to complain about an hour’s worth of work.
I think I need to sit down now.