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tolerate everything in moderation

Monday, September 22, 2014

One Two - buckle my seatbelt I'm on my way

I am nearly 1 month behind in posting this.
Twelve years and where am I in this photo?  Sprig and Vine.
I missed it!
Food looked great and yummy.

Our kitchen reno was in full swing.  Well it had started in mid-April and we needed to get many things done to get the permit closed off. So I'm on the Canadian side of this photo.

I missed the bulk of this trip this year in order to stay behind and get all the remainder of the plumbing (which was the drain and pot filler supply location), and the insulation and get all the drywall up, taped and mudded.  And after some late nights, I got it done.  I had to take advantage of the fact that I was home alone.  Plus I had nothing to do except the kitchen reno.

I also got rid of our stove.  It was almost fully functional.  Only 1 burner.  The largest wasn't working any more.  Other than that.  It was working.  I wasn't sure if I could sell it and on our anniversary Tresa asked me and I hadn't done any research so I put it on Kijiji.  And within minutes of posting my ad.  I got an email that they wanted our stove.  It was gone by the end of the day.
Not by the original inquiry, that dude was at a party.  So I sold it to this really nice couple that came from Simcoe.

I was so happy it was gone.  It was a real pain in the butt moving that stove out of the way.  That's 1 less thing to keep moving in and out.  The sink and fridge are the other two PITA items in our kitchen.  But we need those.
Let me backtrack. The NJ trip didn't start off on the right foot.  If you take a look at Kieran's bike.  The front wheel is silver instead of black like the rear wheel.  Cuz his OEM one is somewhere in Lake Ontario near the base of the Burlington Skyway Bridge.

It fell off the wheel carrier on top of the Civic.  Glad there wasn't an accident.  But I wasn't too happy.  But what could I do?  Well I called Bernie's bike shop that is near my cousin's in NJ and got them to build a new wheel and put it on K's bike so he can use it.  They even put a QR on it.  It's okay.  It bothered me more than Kieran.  He said he laughed when it rolled off the roof of the car and off the bridge.
As long as he has a bike to ride, that's all that matters.  I need to learn some of that "don't worry be happy" attitude.


I tried the FindMyIphone app and it works pretty well.  There's about a 2-3min delay.  Once Tresa and Kieran got over the border into NY state, I got Kieran to turn on the app.  And I was able to guide them all the way down to NJ.  Even when Tresa took the wrong exit and was heading toward Philadelphia.  It delayed her arrival by about 45mins.  But it was a really came in handy!

So fast forward almost 2 weeks and I had gotten done what I needed to and left a couple of messages for the Etob permit office to let me know what next steps need to be done to close the permit.  It took a while but I got it done.  Felt like a big weight off my shoulders.  Now I can move forward with the floor, cabinets, hood, etc.

And since I had done quite a bit, I decided to head down to NJ for the Labour Day weekend.
I was pretty tired, cuz I was up late the night before doing some reno work. I left at 5:11am Friday and made it down to NJ, even stopping at Harbor Freight Tools on my way down.

And this is what I found.
Grace's teeth and if you look close, you'll see a bit of gum.
And Teen's Scarborough gangster friends staying over to go to their cousin's wedding.  It felt like I was still in TO.


I was squashing down the boxes my Yakima bike tray came in and the hitch that I had ordered.  And thought. Skateboard + box equals hours of fun.
Boxes are the best.  Once it's beat up.
It can be recycled for the the next set of kids to use their imagination and have fun.

When not on the skateboard it doubled as a Minecraft outhouse.

I noticed this past weekend that the price went up 92.00 USD on the Yakima Hold Up that I bought in August.  I wasn't going to order it, but glad I did.





I finally made it to dinner.
I forget the name of this place but it was good.
All we ate were appetizers but after that we were all full.

We ate at this other place, I forget the name, but it was also good eats.




And no one can pass up a tree trunk as a soap box or a go-go dancer stage.  But it's no good if you are afraid of dogs.