MY NAME IS MUD: This is going to be a short post. Two of the fingers on my left hand suffered puncture wounds today, so typing is clumsy.
It was Day Two of renovations at Rick's house. The kids mostly entertained themselves on their laptops, playing games and reading wiki articles, while Christian, Rick and I worked on re-framing the area where we tore out a wall yesterday, and there was lots more painting to be done.
The kitchen's electric green accent wall received a second coat, as did the "watersprout" walls in the living room.
We installed multiple drywall patches around the more-than-doubled-in-size opening between the living room and kitchen, and began the mudding and taping. I ran out of mud at about 6:30 and we called it a day, dragging our tired, dirty selves home to Magnolia wondering if could possibly make it until midnight. We'll see.
We did watch the ball drop live in Times Square, and, of course, talked about how we were 'just' there three months ago!
On our way home from West Seattle, the Great Wheel was putting on quite a light show. The lead photo and the following were the best I could do with my point and shoot camera, riding in a car going 50 MPH on the viaduct.
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