Cubicle Fever

My baby Hylton; he gets very upset if I don't let him sit on the middle shelf of the tall cabinets for a bit, and he's happy as pie when I do.
I wonder what will happen when the shelves are full of kitchen paraphernalia...?

More Tales From the Ghetto Kitchen...That's Not So Ghetto Anymore

Okay, well, I'm already going to break my earlier resolve to post more pictures of the kids than the kitchen. What can I say?
Our ox was totally in the mire yesterday as the countertop company is coming to measure our cabinets today. Not only that, but we recruited Ben to assist with our sinning as well. And good thing, too, we never would have finished without Ben. We started out Friday evening with Ben and Dave getting two of the tall cabinets in and the one above the fridge. We were feeling pretty low knowing that it took 4 people ALL night to get three cabinets in and knowing that we had a full day of other activities we were committed to on Saturday. Not a thing got done on Saturday, of course, and that left Sunday. I got two more base cabinets installed while I stayed home from church with sick kids and Doug went to teach his class. Doug told Ben later that he knew the short base cabinets must be a lot easier to put in because I was able to do them. @#$*%&! ....I know; it was joke... They were easier. And here they are:



Looks like a tight fit there... (ahem...)


Soon there will be a working sink and dishwasher in my kitchen. What will that be like, I wonder...?


Our first kitchen storage: fish-fish


And one cute, cuddly baby with his lovey, Crusoe


On another, somewhat related note, Runningfan asked me what I will blog about after the kitchen is done, and I must admit it has had me in a puzzle. But along with Kitchen Transformation, starting today I will be working on Self Transformation. That is, losing all this fast-food, prepared food, post-kitchen, post-holiday, post-winter hibernation chub that I have accumulated along the way. After reaching a low point in December, I signed up for the half marathon that is arriving quickly in June. I have not run a jot since buying this house and I need to not only get back in shape, but must also shed the undesirable extra baggage hanging around my hip area. I am relying heavily on my memory muscle to carry me through the first few runs. It starts today, Monday, March 1st, the first day of the month that spring begins. Soon I will be a rock-hard specimen of feminine athleta. Transformation Human underway.

Storage Possibilities

I'm determined to have a better child:kitchen ratio in the future. From our blog, lately, you might be wondering where we have stored the children. Well, in the cabinets, for one. I must say, I think it's the perfect size for Hylton.


Boxes, for another. Taking rides in these large boxes provides endless entertainment. Well, and indignation on the part of some who were not invited to participate.




We let them out occasionally to recreate, though


...or to eat. This happens to be the very first thing that was cooked on our new stove. Doug has a whole love affair with pancakes that I don't understand.


Doug wishes you to view exhibit A: "The Stove Up On Blocks." The adjusting leg got damaged somewhere along the way, so we improvise in our trashy way until a new one comes. Hey, we have an image to maintain.


And, well, this post wouldn't be complete without some recent pictures of our fourth baby, named Kitchen. Which it's actually beginning to resemble. We have basic cabinet framework in, and Monday they will come measure for our countertops. This leaves us at ~T-2 weeks. Oh Happy Day!