Weekend Update

I do not feel like updating anything. I'm exhausted. I just wanted to post a post to let you know that. In a nutshell.....

Friday night a friend of mine invited Hubs and I over to meet her new "friend", in addition to another friend of ours and her significant other. The six of us had a grand time playing Mad Gab and The Game of Things. My lovely and devoted sister Anna baby-sat for us. Thank you, Anners.

Saturday was intended for a work BBQ at the local swimming pool. I intended to take 11 year old and T.O. Little O.J. would only go if his mood permitted, otherwise he was stuck with Hubs at home. Our toilet decided to vomit on us and created a slight flooding situation that T.O. alerted us to as he scampered out of the bathtub and yelled, "MOM! I NEED YOU!" When I proceeded to tell him "just a minute" he responded with, "NO!!! I REALLY, REALLY NEED YOU! SOMETHING'S HAPPENED!"

So it vomited on our lovely carpet the old lady left us in the bathroom. It was certainly on the "to do" list of fixers, it just got bumped to first on Saturday. The BBQ was thrown out the window and we started the "fix". We decided on the easy, less expensive route. That consisted of pulling up the carpet, making fixer upper adjustments to whatever lay underneath, and then laying "peel and stick" tile ourselves. Hubs got the carpet up, the "underneath" was crappy tile and a few spots of subfloor that SHOULD be fixed. We are going to do our best to fix part of the under the under, and lay our tile down. It's a quick, short term (maybe) fix.

We took a break after getting the ugly tile cleaned up and prepped for our tile. We had a wedding reception to attend Saturday evening. We dropped off O.J. with my dad (who already had T.O. because my dear sister Anna took him down early), and went and enjoyed the wedding reception.

The boys stayed overnight at my dad's, which was nice. It allowed us to get up and get a head start on the bathroom before he brought them home. WELL, because the toilet isn't being replaced, it required us to trace around it and try and cut this heavy duty but not ceramic tile.

So we attempted to cut it. Guess what? Hubs ends up going to the emergency room. Seriously, accident prone much?? Lucky for him, he only needed tissue glue and little bandages to contain the slice to his thumb. My dad arrived with the kids as we arrived from the hospital, and my dad and I spent the rest of the afternoon fitting the tile for the toilet. The end result is actually pretty impressive for two (sort of three) people hadn't done anything remotely like this before in their lives.

The life-saving tool? The hair dryer. It warmed up the tile enough to make it pliable and my dad was able to slice it to fit the toilet. I was the pattern maker though, and I'd like to take this moment to say "WE DID GOOD." I know, not proper English, but I only care enough to point out that I don't care.

So we have a half-tiled bathroom and some really ugly tile on the other half. It should get finished tomorrow. Or at least mostly finished. We'll have to slice up more tiles to fit the edges where it doesn't require a full piece. I'll be taking those tiles to Home Depot with some exact measurements. If my dad isn't here to slice them, NOBODY'S slicing them.

I hope you all had a much less eventful weekend. If you need excitement, we're always looking for baby-sitters who are willing to come to our house, maybe stay overnight, hang out the next day, go on runs to the hardware store and watch the baby while I freak out about what to buy for tile laying, and then maybe be willing to shuffle the kids to someone else who lives an hour away. If you don't think this job is for you, just tell my sister Anna that she's got the most wonderful job in the world. She should have taken us up on that Nanny gig a long time ago.