but I don't know what's cooking. They say I gotta learn, but nobody's here to teach me. If they can't understand it, how can they teach me. I guess they can't, I guess they won't. I guess they front, that's why I know my life is out of luck, fool.
You know, just a little Coolio to start off this Friday. Our kitchen has been quiet the project. It was last remodeled in 1982. I bet you would of never guessed...
The remodel was probably top notch back in the 80s but we wanted our kitchen to be a little more...spacious
Yeah, the island made unloading the dishwasher a little tricky. I know what your thinking, get rid of the island...no other option. I agreed, trust me but it was more complicated than that. We had our gas stove in the island. I just KNEW moving the gas line would cost a fortune so I was going to try to live with it. Then these guys came in town...
My cousin Meghann, her hubby Shaun and baby Mason came to visit and get their hands dirty. Oh, and that is just one of there three precious children! They convinced me that moving the line would be easy because we have a basement {aka the gas line was visible}. The guys decided to get to work and we decided to get to the mall. When we got home our living room had the kitchen island in it.
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The guys didn't stop there. They worked on installing the recessed lights which looks AWESOME!
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Okay, here is another before...
PROGRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahhhh so much progress! The gas line was successfully moved {without blowing up the house}! Tall Tan Man's resume is growing every weekend!
I'm thankful for our weekend with some of my favorite people!
{LJ}
P.S. We found this under the island...Pretty cool!
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