oh yeah.

we started out the week with ryan having the black death, along with half of cape cod. mid-week we cursed the hell out of the crystal door company. we end the week with the sliders in, as well as the remaining windows. booya!

the sliders

are a bitch.

i got sanchez on board with the industrial look exposed conduit though. phew.

lots of posts today

here are the windows from both inside and outside!!!

the wall going to the studio...
and the windows in my bedroom...

update!

my boys are brilliant. they figured out a way to get the windows all set and then just replace them before inspection.

more blackberry tarts for my crew!

well, more than a little

so noah said...
Unfortunately, the windows will take a few weeks - they are made to order and apparently they can't rush them any faster - sorry. The order will go in first thing tomorrow for two tempered units of the 2929's (the larger units). Please keep the ones you have wrapped and I'll get them some day.
I'd be happy to talk with Ryan about how to keep things moving along, even if I have to talk with the inspector - I ain't scared.

ok. in the meantime, i want to share a little thing i have discovered is very satisfying. i have a bookmark folder called 'house' in my web browser. it contains all the items i have seen over the past year spent window shopping online and want to get for the house, such as appliances. well, every time i buy one of those things, like a kitchen faucet or a fridge, i delete the bookmark. now instead of having a GIANT list, there are only a few minor decorative links left. that is satisfying.

..except for a washer/dryer, a stackable front loading washer and dryer. i keep hoping some random family member will decide a washer /dryer will be the perfect house warming gift since it is the only essential i need, and haven't bought yet. hint

windows setting us back a little

waiting on pella windows that are tempered for near the floor level. this is a bummer. the boys are trying to work around it as best they can.

stuff

so, i have a front door!


but two of the windows aren't right and need to be ordered, hope that doesn't take long.
i have a few pics of copper piping and some other stuff i plan on making different stuff out of.
and down the hill...

i'm covered in raccoon fur

that's the name of this paint color that will be the roof trim and frieze board. love that name.

and a pic of da rooof.

before the rain today...

roof panels

it's the ceiling, not the roof

technically

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i was standing in front of the house the other day, just after jimmy finished backfilling, with my friend rebecca. as rebecca and i chatted, i glanced down and poof, saw this and took it as a sign.


(jimmy, thank you for being there for me and thank you for not running it over with the machines... and by 'it' i mean the clover, not the house... but don't run that over either)

the day after yesterday

the view from the fortunato:

today

and one art shot:

more walls... excited, nervous, et al!

i love these windows

walls!

view from the end of my street

flash update...

arrrrrrgh matey!

don't make me walk the plank, i swear i will never poop the poop deck again!

fu*bleeeep* about time!!!!

and here we are ladies and germs. what we have all been waiting for... the magic LVL's

and ryan...working!

ps
the foundation has been sitting exposed for so long we need to have it cleaned out and waterproofed again, have fun weber!

a funny thing happened to me on the way to pick up the sink

which is that i didn't bring anyone to help me. i did think i had planned ahead enough, by bringing all sorts of heavy item moving stuff... dollies, handcarts, the big ramp things to put on the back so i could roll the sink up and into the truck. well... that sink is motherfuckin heavy. its cast iron with porcelain overlay, and it is 51" long.

and the guy's driveway was on a slope. but not toward the street, back in and toward his freshly painted garage doors. so once i got the thing on the dolly and say it had gotten away from me as i pushed it up toward the truck, it would have gone rolling and smashed through his garage. oh boy.

so i attached a rope to the sink, in case it did get away from me, it wouldn't go all the way down. i tried getting it in with the ramps, but no go, too much of a slope working against me. i tried propping it against the tailgate and either pushing it up and in or pulling it over the edge and in from the inside of the bed. nope. i tried each of these approaches at least twice, and oh yeah, it was also about 95 degrees. and there wasn't a soul around. except maybe the elderly neighbor across the street (but i didn't want to be responsible for any negative consequences with his help).

i tried to get that thing in there for an hour. sweat cascading into my eyes, ears, nether regions. i was just about to give up when i hear the beautiful chorus of bells broadcast over a crappy PA and low and behold.... it's the ice cream man. i ran into the street after him yelling "ice cream man, ice cream man, HELP!"

well, it was more along the lines of a scrawny goth ice cream teen. pale skin, jeans, dyed black hair, elvis costello glasses, a big black leather belt, and skinny as a rail. oh boy. so i say "um, ice cream dude... can you help me push my sink into the back of my pickup?". he looks at me and i swear to god he says "well, i'm kind of weak". i'm all "dude, right now you look like hercules, lets go". so i get in the truck and pull and he pushed from the back. and it went in. i thanked him profusely, and although i couldn't tip him or even buy myself a creamsicle or rocket pop because i had zero cash on me, i yelled to him and told him he had gotten his good karma points for the day. i drove home singing about how i was saved by the ice cream man, kid, goth, teen, dude.

and then i really hurt myself unloading the thing alone over at the bay. but, here it is.