A new blog

My mom, Renee, just started her own blog. She has been perusing blogs since cousin Kelli started her blog a couple years ago. She enjoys looking at pictures and reading about what everyone is doing. If you are interested in looking at her blog go to http://www.neesnews.blogspot.com/ or if you are one of the private bloggers (ie-Liz, Miranda, Joanna, Shannon, Marie, etc) she would love to be invited-that wasn't very subtle, was it.?. I'm not sure what email she is using but you could leave her a comment.

"Well, yes we could read you blog...or you could just TELL us about your school day"

 
By the way, thank you for your comments on the bathroom.  Even though 7 comments is dismal compared to "real" bloggers, I appreciate it and it makes me happy.

A new throne room

 Bart can't keep his hands off of his tools, and that means demolition and remodeling projects. He undertook our bathroom in our studio apartment in Provo and I love what he can do in a week.  We kept the layout of everything the same but  we tiled, painted, added a new ceiling with can lights, carved out some much needed storage and added bead board.

         Old Bathroom

Remodelled bathroom with new vanity, paint and tile.

Exposed beams, old red paint

              New can light, so I can see while shaving, tile to make the shower look pretty.

                                                   

   Old floor, with a few problems :) 

                               

New floor and a new toilet seat that isn't saggy and plastic.

      This real carrara marble vanity top and back splash was my best and favorite find on KSL.com



WalSmart

The other day Canessa left a shopping list for me.  My instructruction were to go to the store and buy the things on the list - very concise and to the point.  Naturally I drove to WalMart to purchase the necessary items.  Since I'm a snobby non-WalMart, WalMart shopper, I began my shopping excursion feeling somewhat aloof of those around me.  I sometimes like to watch the intersting people that are there, though I don't feel as though I am one of them.

Much to my chagrine, I soon found that instead of me watching everyone else, people began watching me.  Due to my lack of a plan (and a pen) I found myself walking from one end of the store to the other, over, and over again.  Apparently like things are not always located in "like" places.  I also learned that:

-There is fat free cheese, but it only occupies about 4 square inches of surface area.
-Just because something looks like it is gone, it doesn't hurt to bend over and look in the very back.
-WalMart employees don't know what Capers are.
-WalMart employees don't know what pancetta is.
-WalMart employees should not be asked for help.
-There are items placed on the top shelf and may not have a Great Value brand duplicate on a shelf below it.
-Men are not built for shopping.

-The latin lady with her daughters barking like dogs and chasing each other through the isles is better off than I am because she came and went in less than an eighth of the time that I was there looking for everything on my list.

After three hours walking up and down every isle at least four times I was finally on my way, horray!  Sadly - and I know nobody else has ever done this - just as I was pulling into the driveway, I realized I had forgotten apples and RAT food.

I may have used choice verbage at that moment - to go along with some choice verbage used in the store.

I am not WalSmart