And as much as I shudder at the idea of another potential disaster, replacing this floor is the next project on my list.
The carpet is old and was put in by the previous owner in 2002.
It’s time.
We’ll be replacing the carpet in our bedrooms, but for the living/dining room and main hall we’re thinking luxury vinyl plank.
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Since I refuse to replace every baseboard, door and piece of window trim as well as the built in bookcases and fireplace mantle …. I’ll need to stay in that honey tone of wood.
Question is – do I go light?
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Or dark?
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I love online stores who have this app. Visuals are everything when choosing floors.
Our contractor says he might be able to install the floor in late December so I need to start shopping seriously now.
Armed with a broken piece of trim, my girlfriend and I hit a few floor retailers.
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Too grey.
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Too brown.
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The frustrating part? I came home with three samples that all looked different at home than they did in the store. Heck, they look different from room to room.
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Nope.
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Ugh. Even worse.
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This has the same hue, though it’s more rustic than I wanted. Pulling it up on the app, it looked muted.
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Though in this picture the color striations are more pronounced.
My husband goes to breakfast with “ the boys” every Friday, Saturday and Sunday morning. Three different restaurants, three different groups of “boys”. I don’t join him because they’re standing tall at the doors when the places open at 5:30am. That, and the fact they love to argue politics before the sun comes up is more than enough to keep me away.
The waitresses at all three restaurants know them, enjoy their business and treat them like family.
This is evidenced by one of the server’s response when a certain sarcastic fellow was giving her a hard time.
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No, it wasn’t my husband.
But he did take the picture of these anatomically correct eggs I’m sharing with you now.
Gathering all the ingredients, I was ready to make the magic happen.
This recipe was a bit more labor intensive than my old standby, but I was up to the task.
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Rich and creamy doesn’t begin to describe the sauce.
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Out of the oven, the freshly made garlic topping smelled wonderful.
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I served this alongside twice baked pork chops and fresh green beans but honestly it was so decadently cheesy it could stand alone as a meal. My husband found the garlic topping a bit overpowering, but he’s not a lover of the pungent bulb and I am… so it stayed.
I’m looking forward to polishing off another bowl of this yummy leftover for lunch and while a lot of recipes lose their cheesy goodness the next day, I’m betting this one won’t.
As I mentioned before, we spend Thanksgiving with close friends. So close we’re like family. The homeowner grew up with my husband, and his neighbor is my husband’s ex BIL.
A good time was had by all.
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Great minds think alike and there was twice as much Sangria.
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Though mine emptied more quickly.
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My husband found the dart board before dinner and a close game of sharply pointed projectiles ensued.
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And then we all had to trot out to the garage to check out our friend’s new (old) toy.
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A fully restored 1972 Jeep.
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Later that afternoon it was time to carve the turkey and make the gravy.
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And sit down to feast.
I stopped taking pictures at this point and happily sampled a little bit of everything.
Hope your holiday was full of food and fun as well.
He bores easily with vehicles and is always looking for something different. No matter how much he likes what he’s driving, he’s the guy who stops on the side of the road whenever he sees something better for sale. Since he’s always on the move and puts high miles on his cars, we buy him used every few years.
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I, on the other hand… heavily research, shop around and buy new every decade or so. My current ride is a much beloved 2014 Subaru Forester. Her name is Ethel and she only has 75,000 gentle miles. Every year my husband sputters about trading her for something newer, but the supply of new vehicles on the lots is still a problem here and I’m not buying anything I can’t personally test drive.
Ethel will be 10 next year so I suppose I’d better start researching.
How about you?
How old is your ride….
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