DH Rocks

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

I've always said that DH rocks. Now there is proof. Go to his blog, When Can I Rock to hear his latest song. It'll come in handy tonight if you're ringing in the new year and you need a good dance tune.

This is the kind of music you would hear played in some club in Amsterdam. The song would come on while everyone was just kind of standing around. The beat would catch their attention and one of them would look at the other and say "Wil dansen?" (That means "Wanna dance?" Next thing you know, the dance floor would be filled. Nice work DH. I'm looking forward to hearing more from you.


Etsy's Ahpeele (appeal)

Monday, December 29, 2008

My brother always gives the most thoughtful gifts. He spends a lot of time and energy picking just the right thing. This year, he gave me a pair of snowshoes (used, that he can borrow whenever he wants), the new Seal CD, and a camera bag that will hold my new Canon EF 24-70mm f/2.8L USM Lens, when I get one. If he had the budget, I'm sure he would have got me the lens, too.

DH gets perplexed and discombobulated when Christmas rolls around. He is always busiest with his work in December. They have to get products delivered before year-end so the stock doesn't nosedive yet again, and more people don't get laid off. Don't you just love telecom?

So DH wants to get me something I really like, and I am usually able to give him a list and I will get something awesome from my list, as well as something awesome that I wasn't expecting, and a bunch of really expensive chocolates that I will usually consume in one day. I recall him saying one year "do you realize you just ate $20 worth of chocolates in 10 minutes?" to which I replied "no, I didn't realize they were that expensive! They sure were tasty!"

DH was even busier this year with his unplanned two-week trip to Regina. So when he finally had a free day to do some shopping, it was already December 22nd. He only had me to buy for, so as long as he was doing a cash and carry, everything would be alright. He asked if getting my present late would bother me. I said it wouldn't, but I wasn't as gracious as I could have been when Christmas rolled around and people asked me what I got. Sorry about that DH. I did get some really nice things Christmas morning from DH, including a memory stick and a photography book.

My 'late' present arrived today while I was at work. It is the first mail delivery day since Christmas, so it was really just one day late, and it was worth every second of the wait. After coveting EVERYTHING at Ahpeele's Etsy shop, I received my beautiful koi t-shirt. What I didn't realize is that DH also got me an amazing print by AdAm himself, to be framed and put in the basement. I am over the moon and I will never, never, never take off my new shirt. And if I ever do, and anyone ever puts this thing in the washing machine rather than washing it by hand, I will hunt them down and put bamboo shoots under their finger nails. Let that be a warning!

If for some reason, you have not shopped Etsy, you must. I got some awesome art for the basement from a woman in California. There are too many nice things to ever shop anywhere else!


Photoshop Resource

Sunday, December 28, 2008

I am reading an excellent book called Digital Photography - Beyond the Camera, by Ian Farrell. It is for Photoshop CS2, but so far that hasn't seemed to matter that it is not the same version as I have. What I like about the book is that it is focused on how photographers like me would use Photoshop, and some of the common problems we might need to resolve. I'm going through it with a fine-toothed comb and trying out each of the image manipulations and enhancements. Heaven knows my photos provide plenty of fodder for re-touching!

I hope to post some before and after photos over the next few days, including the family portrait we took on Christmas. It should be interesting to fix it up as it has tungsten light shining in from one side and natural light shining in from the other, so the colour is not consistent across the photo. In the SOOC, Mr. Boy has green hair! Hopefully I can fix that.


Boxing Day Special

Friday, December 26, 2008

We made it! Christmas is over and our dinner for 26 was a success. Santa brought what the children had asked for, and there was merriment and fun. In this photo, the kids are waiting to open their presents on Christmas morning. Aside from all of the toys, they each got a pair of snowshoes, and they'll be getting downhill skis, too. Sweet Pea and I went snowshoeing today for an hour. I am the Snowshoe Queen and she is the Snowshoe Princess. We 'conquered' the world on our trek today.

After the presents were open, Tyler and Dad helped us move all of the furniture, and we got the tables and chairs for dinner set up. The tablecloths were laid. The scotch mint place cards were set out, and the kids help us set the table with knives and forks and napkins.

Everyone brought something to eat and the food was delicious. Our oven is a bit wonky, so we put the turkey in at 300 degrees (50 degrees lower than it should be), and the turkey was still ready after 3 hours rather than 4. That left us plenty of time to carve it all, make gravy and cook the other dishes that needed cooking or warming. We were pretty busy for about an hour right before supper. Everyone served themselves then sat and everyone was eating at the same time. We ate at the extremely early hour of 5:15.

Right after dinner, DH played Jingle Bells on his accordion for everyone and then the kids played piano. I got a nice photo of Precious and me before everyone arrived. Not many good photos of the kids, but a couple worth keeping. We also took a photo with my dad, brother, and my family, so I'll retouch that one and post it soon.

I found a little holiday magic when all of my mom's family was here. Some things never change, and my mom's family is no exception. My uncle Bernard was 6 minutes early. I predicted everyone would be gone by 8, and I wasn't far off. Most people left right after 7 and only four lingered until after 8.

The holiday merriment isn't over yet. We're having friends over for breakfast tomorrow morning, then some others over for dinner tomorrow night. Some of my cousins and I are going to a restaurant on Sunday evening. I'm working Monday, then we have some free time to have more friends over later in the week.

I can't wait to go snowshoeing again!


Oh Christmas Tree

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

It's Christmas Eve day. The chairs, dishes and tables were graciously delivered by Mike. The contractors are taking a day off. The Christmas tree is decorated and the presents underneath are all wrapped. One of the turkeys is in the oven cooking. With 26 people coming tomorrow, we ended up with a 12 pounder and a 16-pounder. The 12-pounder will be cooked and carved today and the other turkey will be cooked and carved in time for supper tomorrow night.

Christmas morning, my mom, stepdad, brother, dad and kids will all be here opening presents. We usually have a brunch, but this year, it will be juice and coffee while we open presents. I didn't really want to prepare two big meals in one day.

Once all of the presents are open, I'm hoping everyone will pitch in to set up for the big Christmas dinner. There is furniture, and the new fixtures for the basement to move out of the living room. There are tables to set up, chairs to open, tablecloths to lay out, place cards and dishes to put out and a little bit of vacuuming too. Everyone will go home or upstairs for a little rest. Once that is done, we'll have the turkey and a few appetizers to prepare. The sparkling wine and white wine can be chilled in the snow bank. We'll fill a cooler full of snow for bottles of pop.

People will start to arrive around 4. Knowing my family, about half of the people will be lined up outside, waiting for the hour to strike 4 before ringing the doorbell to come in. I don't know how many times I've sat for a few minutes in my car in someone's driveway, or took an extra spin around the block to get me to the appointed hour.

There is plenty of snow, presents and Chrismtas stuff. We even went to see Santa yesterday! So why doesn't it feel like Christmas? Is all of the magic gone? Am I getting too old and cynical for all of this? I'm basically going through the motions. Making lists and checking them twice. Fulfilling the duties of the 'job'. I can't figure out why I am feeling so blah. Is anyone else feeling this way this year?


Photo Challenge - What Does Winter Mean To Me?

Sunday, December 21, 2008


and more snow.

Snow suits
Hats, mitts
Wet feet
Slow driving
Hot Chocolate
Going to work in the dark and coming home in the dark
Beautiful snow

What Does Winter Mean to Me? Jen's photo challenge.


Happy 5th Birthday Sweet Pea!

Saturday, December 20, 2008

My Sweet Pea was born at home 5 years ago today, on a snowy, wintry day; the last day of fall. After having an uneventful and healthy pregnancy and delivery, drug-free at the birthing centre for Mr. Boy's birth, DH and I wanted to have our next child at home. We managed to get accepted at the midwives, and started our care there. We had the same birthing centre as our back-up location in case something went wrong during the delivery, and it is only 10 minutes from home.

The morning that Sweet Pea was born, I woke up around 6 of so, thinking something was probably happening. I was already three days overdue and had been through this before. I went back to sleep, and got up around 8:00 or 8:30. I figured something was definitely happening, so I called my mom to get Mr. Boy, who was 19 months old at the time. He ended up waking up with a terrible fever, but there was not much I could do about that, so off he went to Grammy's. DH and I went for a brisk walk through the snowstorm to get a newspaper and to get the labour moving. It was only about 10 minutes each way, and I was having lots of contractions. We got home and I did the crossword and figured we should call the midwife.

My first labour and delivery was about 6 hours, including 1 1/2 hours of pushing, so I doubted this would be a long labour, but the midwife wasn't in a panic when I called. She said she'd come soon. I answered the door, reading the baby name book when she arrived. She assumed I wasn't very far along, but her mood changed after she did an exam a few minutes later. She called the other midwife right away and started setting up her equipment. Just after 2, after I was starting to get frustrated that the labour wasn't moving more quickly, the midwives suggested breaking my water. I didn't want any interventions, but decided it was worth a try, especially after one of the midwives said she had done it with her children.

They broke my water and I felt the urge to push. I then realized that I had not once felt the urge to push with my first delivery. Strange! I pushed for maybe a minute, and Sweet Pea was born in our bed at 2:16 p.m.! She looked like just Daddy, but I knew she was mine, because I had seen her come out with my own eyes! (ha ha)

You're probably wondering about the mess. We had a shower curtain under our bottom sheet, and we had bought some of those blue medical pads. The midwives put the sheets in the washing machine for us, and I had a shower right away. It was lovely! Sweet Pea was born in our bed and slept with us for the next 9 months. She never went more than 2-3 hours without nursing in those 9 months, and she wouldn't take a bottle, so I had to take her everywhere with me. I would nurse her several times a night, but we were on the same routine and I would start nursing her and we'd both fall asleep again.

Here is Sweet Pea, 5 years later, on a day very similar to the day she was born. We had a birthday party with the family, with sausages and french fries, which Sweet Pea loves, and a 'delicious' cake that Sweet Pea and I made, and I overcooked.


Shopping Marathon

I worked Thursday. I got an early start because the bus drivers in town are on strike. To beat rush hour, we have to be on the road before 6 a.m. My co-worker offered to pick me up, and I offered to walk up to the main road to save him from snaking around into my neighbourhood. He called me at 5:35 to say he was leaving home. He was about 15 minutes earlier than I was expecting! I only had time to brush my teeth and run to the bus stop where I was meeting him, in the 10 minutes it took him to get here. Despite the early hour, I was wide awake after my little jog!

The drive in was good and I got a lot of work done in the morning. There was a potluck in the afternoon and it was fun to see some work friends and even meet a few new people. The food was unbelievable and I had a glass of wine. Big mistake. About an hour later, I was so sleepy, I could barely keep my eyes open. I had played hockey Wednesday night and had had 2 hours of sleep before the game, and 4 after. Combine that with it being the week before Christmas, two days before my daughter's birthday dinner, and with getting up at 5:15 and you've got one sleepy lady!

I got a ride home from a different co-worker, and came home to the smell of crock pot stew cooking. I knew the kids wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole, but I liked the fact that there was a healthy, hot meal waiting, even if they weren't going to eat any of it.

Right after supper, I started a shopping marathon that ended 4 hours later! I went to two grocery stores, the beer store, the liquor store, the CD store and the store where I got my brother's gift. I can't tell you where that is because he might read this! The shopping trip took so long, that I had to come home and drop off the two kids that were with me because it was past their bedtime. I dropped off half of the groceries and my other purchases, and headed out again. They were forecasting a huge snow storm for Friday, and I just couldn't afford to miss my 'last' chance to do all of my stocking up before Christmas.

Friday morning, I bought the last two gifts on my list. Friday night, DH and I reviewed all of the presents I had bought for the kids to see if they had enough and whether they were even enough that they wouldn't be coveting the presents of the other children. I think I did a good job and I was pleased to see everything laid out. I know Santa is filling the kids' stockings and bringing them each one little wrapped present. They are each getting one nice present from Mommy and Daddy, too. Last year, they each got a set of sheets for their bed. This year, it is toys. Mr. Boy is expecting as much. Sweet Pea is on the verge of that. She knows what she likes and wants. Precious are still pretty easy-going about the whole thing.

So it's official! I'm ready for Christmas!

P.S. The promised photo of my tree will be posted on Sunday, if all goes as planned.


"I Am a True Man Who Can Fell Trees for My Family" and other things DH is fond of saying.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

After settling for Canadian Tire or Home Depot parking lot Christmas trees for most of our adult life, DH and I decided to do the whole Christmas tree farm experience with the family on Sunday, after he got back from Regina. Family time. Bonding.

When I was hugely pregnant with Sweet Pea, 5 Christmases ago, we had gone to a local tree farm, and they had a bonfire, lots of snow, Santa, hot chocolate, and lots of trees. Since I was due Dec 17th, and it was the first weekend of December, we decided to forgo the traipsing through the woods part, and head straight for the pre-cut trees. We figured they were pretty fresh, and we had the experience of having a tree that actually drank the water we put in the tree stand. Rather than having a dead tree in a stand with water in the base, we had to refill the stand as the tree drank up the water. It was lovely, and so many less needles falling, and less of a fire hazard!

Sunday morning, we headed out 'en famille' to a new tree farm. This one had less attractions, but promised better prices. The toboggan hill was nice, and the kids could have spent a lot longer there. The wooden shed with the wood stove, hot chocolate and hot dogs was a hit with the kids. The local cat who wasn't shy to try to sneak a bit of hot dog, not so much.
We had hot dogs and hot chocolate, which was spilled down Mr. Boy's coat (oh well, it was time to wash it anyway, I guess), and headed out on the wagon to the back lot where there were trees for cutting. They had all been pruned, and there were lots around 8 feet tall, which was the size we were looking for. Soon after getting off the wagon (ha ha!), we found the perfect tree. The only thing I was leery of was its proximity to the wagon drop-off spot. Surely someone else would have picked this one if there weren't something wrong with it. Was there something wrong with it? Why couldn't I figure it out?

DH and the kids with their mean faces (below). DH is showing his manliness and his face conveys "I could hunt and kill our own meat if I wanted to. Just watch me cut down this tree with this saw!"
Once we picked the tree, the kids scooped the snow away from the base and DH started cutting. Once you start cutting, you can't really change your mind. DH got the tree down pretty quickly, but the lower branches were stuck in the snow. Once that was resolved, DH got our tree out and we headed back to the rendez-vous (I've always wanted to say that) and got our tree home for installation and decorating.
Our beautiful, fresh-cut tree. Tomorrow's post will be about the decorated tree.


Cooking Class Rocks!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The Birthday Girl

For Sweet Pea's birthday party this year, we let her choose what to do. Usually we have a party at home, and the child is allowed to invite one guest for the number of their birthday. Usually turning 5 would mean 5 guests. When Sweet Pea came up with the idea of a cooking school party, I looked into it and the minimum number of guests was 12. Including my kids, that meant 9 guests. In order to get that many at this time of year, with Christmas parties, hockey parties, etc. in full swing, we had to invite about 15 kids!

The party took place upstairs at the grocery store, with two teenaged helpers. I call them helpers, but actually, DH and I didn't have to lift a finger. Good thing too, as he was more than a little tired after arriving back from Regina 5 minutes before we were leaving for the party. And I was a little tired after being home with the kids for 2 weeks without DH. Thank goodness for my brother's help!

The kids were really excited to make their own pizza dough, choose their own toppings, and make fruit salad (just apples and bananas, but that's what kids that age like anyway!). They also got to decorate cupcakes like snowmen, using marshmallows, licorice and candy canes. They ate their pizza and fruit salad, then had some cake, opened presents, and then it was over!

I would say having the party at the cooking school was a great idea. It was lots of fun for Sweet Pea and her friends, and no clean up for me. The price wasn't even that outrageous as it included supper for the kids, cake, and cupcakes to take home. It was just a bit more than I would spend on a home party. We may end up becoming regulars!


Lists are one of my Favourite Things

Monday, December 15, 2008

I have a ton of photos from our weekend to post, but since I don't have a lot of time, I thought I'd steal this from Mindy and play along. There's nothing I like better than a list.

If you want to play too, just copy and paste this list on your blog, and highlight which ones you've done.

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyworld
8. Held a praying mantis
9. Climbed a mountain
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning

17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill.
24. Been to Vienna
25. Was on Television
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse - you're not supposed to look, are you?
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Learned a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo's David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone's life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day


Coincidence? I think not.

Friday, December 12, 2008

I'm a bit of a bleeding-heart left-wing tree-hugger. I believe in karma, destiny, and keeping my eyes open to things. I do yoga. I use my own bags at the store. I moisturize with hemp lotion and like my meat organic, grass-fed and free range. I can't count how many times I've wondered about something for days or weeks, mentioned it to someone in passing, and they knew the answer. I mentioned to a friend that I was looking for daycare, and she knew someone looking to share a nanny. I asked a co-worker I hardly know about his weekend, and ended up with a few names of voice teachers I have been looking for unsuccessfully. I believe that if you are open to things, they will somehow appear. I think this may be the premise for the book The Secret, but I haven't read it yet.

Today, I noticed that the light coming in the patio doors was lovely. It was reflecting off the snow. Precious was napping. Sweet Pea and I were alone (save the contractors making loud noises in the basement). I asked her if she was interested in getting her photo taken. She agreed it was a splendid idea. Her sister had made a Build A Bear earlier in the week, and Sweet Pea was quite taken with it. She wanted to use it as a prop in the photos.

Using the natural light, and without being able to retouch them because DH has my laptop and he's out of town until tomorrow, I got some great shots of Sweet Pea. It's perfect timing, as Christine and Jen are doing a photo challenge. I'm with Christine on this one. No way I can do 365 photos in a year. I'm willing to go along for the ride and do what I can. Turns out I already have some photos for today. I'm pretty happy about that. Baby steps to my creativity getting re-ignited.


Creative Block

Thursday, December 11, 2008

All around me, on the internet, and at the stores, are fantastic ideas for scrapbooking, photography and fabric arts. At Christmastime, there are even more ideas inspired by the festive season. With so many ideas out there, where is my inspiration and creativity? Hibernating because of all snow and cold weather? Used up by my busier-than-usual schedule? Maybe I am getting some of my creativity out at work (doubtful). It could be that after reading some pretty amazing blogs on a regular basis, I feel that my mediocre creativity just doesn't cut it anymore. I certainly feel that way about my photography when I see certain sites, especially Danielle Thompson's, Andrea Burns', and Holly McCaig's.

I was planning to make place cards for my Christmas dinner, and just couldn't get inspired. I bought little spice jars at IKEA and had planned to fill them with colourful candy, then add a tag with the guest's name and place it at their seat. Over the last month I've probably spent an hour surfing the net for different card and tag ideas. Many of them were very nice, but nothing really inspired me. Nothing resonated with me or excited me. Finally, I decided to buy the candies for the jars as budget is a concern and I knew my choices of festive candies at an affordable price were limited. In the bulk section of the grocery store, I found scotch mints that are light minty green. At $2.99/lb, they fit the budget better than the $6.99/lb red and green M&Ms. I bought two big bags. When I got home, I looked through my scrapbooking paper stash, and finally the inspiration hit. Simply having a colour to start with was so much easier than starting from scratch.

I spent about an hour listening to the hockey game on the computer while I made tags for all of the relatives who will definitely attend. I used mostly shades of green including celery and kelly green. Some papers have dots, other are floral, and other are just textured. I added a sticker or a snowflake brad to each tag, and attached them to the candy jars. I don't have a final head count yet, but I made 30 jars of candy and have a bunch of blank tags. I may be filling out names on Christmas night!

I am pleased with how the place cards came out, and the scotch mints are tasty, too!


One of my Favourite Gloomy Things

Thursday, December 4, 2008

A cheerful girl named Ruby Gloom. A one-eyed girl named Iris. A bat that's afraid of the dark. A raven named Poe. Who can resist the TV show Ruby Gloom? It is cute, funny, and the way the characters are drawn really appeals to me. There are supernatural elements to the show, but the underlying message is usually about facing fears, believing in yourself, or helping your friends.

This whole it's-animated-which-is-normally-cute-but-this-time-it's-scary thing reminds me of one of my favourite shows from the late 80's. Despite the fact that I was already out of high school when it aired, I LOVED the animated show Beetlejuice. Not to be confused with the mediocre movie starring Michael Keaton.
I loved Lydia so much, I even considered naming one of my children Lydia. It didn't happen, but one of my daughters does happen to have the middle name Ruby. She was named after my late grandmother, not the TV character.


Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

My kids are growing up. Used to be that I knew exactly what they knew, when the learned it and where. I knew what they liked to eat, how and why. I knew what went into them, and what came out. Where every scratch had come from and where everything they owned was stored and its condition. Eventually the kids started doing things like going to nursery school, or birthday parties without me, or on playdates. My kids were learning things and I wasn't there. They were interacting with other children and adults, and hearing all kinds of interesting things. The kids would pick up expressions from their friends or learn about some t.v. show or movie.

When Mr. Boy was in nursery school, he used to talk about Rescue Heroes, and I thought it was so cute that he had created this universe of firefighters and police officers. I even embarrassed myself by regaling a fellow nursery school mom with the story of how my son had invented Rescue Heroes. Imagine the look of horror on my face when she said "Rescue Heroes is a TV show"!

Recently, I thought it was cute when my kids started saying that something was easy peasy lemon squeezy. "Adorable! What imaginations!", I thought. Imagine my surprise when I saw the same expression used over at Sandiegomomma's blog. I suppose it is possible that my kids invented the expression and Sandiegomomma picked it up from them. Likely?


Safe and Sound

Monday, December 1, 2008

We've started week 3 of the renovations, and it is pretty slow-going. We have a subfloor, concrete board on top, strapping on the ceiling, polyurethane insulation at the space between the concrete and the upstairs walls, and some steel studs. The plumbing is partially done but they didn't route the drain properly and it has to be moved. In the meantime, there is a huge hole in the basement floor, and gravel and rubble everywhere.

Today the drywall and the insulation were delivered. The greenest insulation option was recycled denim, but since we couldn't afford that, we're using Roxul Safe 'n' Sound insulation in the walls. Not only is a high performance product, but it is partially recycled, and it will not release toxins into our basement. It does contain plastic, but it is recycled, similar to the subfloor material, Delta MS.

I'm hoping that by the end of this week, the plumbing issue is resolved and some of the drywall starts to go up. The guy who is to 'mud' the drywall is due on Dec 12th, and that's when things will really start to change. I can't wait!


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