On kitchens...

Well, I learned a new game this weekend. It's called Kitchen Twister. The point is see who can get frustrated first and leave the kitchen, thus leaving more room for the remaining people to get something done! I hate my kitchen! My mom, dad, and I were all trying to use the same work space (i.e. only work space) while cooking dinner the other night. It was quite comical.

We had a nice weekend. Dad some some 'daddy dos' for me--namely, fixed the sagging, leaking roof over my patio that it turns out was made with cheap, paper based crap rather than real wood. No wonder it sags! He also fixed the back door lock that he (and everyone else but me) had trouble using.

They are planning on building their 'last hurrah' house in the coming year, so of course we had to go to The Great Indoors and The Viking Store. Mom is finally going to get her designer kitchen, possibliy with a double oven. Yippee! Not that I live there, but I do help cook there come holidays and other events. Fun fun. Of course, this will likely just serve to make me insanely jealous when I have to come back to my above-mentioned kitchen! OK, so I'll get over it. They've lived a lot longer and worked a lot harder than I have, so they deserve it.

I can't help but cuss the designer who designed my kitchen and only made 2 drawers and wasted 2 whole walls--one for a big window and the other is just blank! The window is nice, but I'd prefer the kitchen sink looking over the window. Of course, I was stupid enough to buy the place over 5 years ago. Now I know to count kitchen drawers next time I am in the market (hopefully in the next year). Live and learn...