Sugar Dave's Place

Since we moved into this house in 2000, my wife always hated the big fluorescent rectangle that serves as a standard kitchen light. About a year or so ago, she bought a new fixture that was "absolutely perfect" for the kitchen and requested that I hang it for her. There were many problems that ensued (along with a lot of teeth gnashing) and, once I finally got the damned thing hung, I swore I'd never put another one up there again.

Here's one that I don't have to do:

The winds were gusting so high that about 30 minutes ago, the fence that separates our back yard from our neighbor's fell over. It almost took out their A/C unit and wedged up against their house pretty well. Our dog, Max (aka Big Stinky, Doofus, rock-and-glass eater, etc.) was overjoyed as he ran through their yard like an escaped prisoner.

So, my wife thought it would be fun to paint my daughter's room while she is gone for Spring Break. She also convinced me to agree that the floor needed to be replaced. We've lived in this house almost 9 years and the carpets are very bad.

I have already replaced all the downstairs carpet with some click-together laminate flooring. That's a story for another time.

This time, the wife wants vinyl flooring. So, last weekend we went to the home improvement store to see what we could see. We found some cheap printed stuff that looks like wood and that's what she decided on.