Day Thirty Seven

We have some new additions to the dining room.  The guy was here later than anticipated today to put in the toilet downstairs, but he needed another part and couldn't actually install it.  He said he'd be back tomorrow.  A second toilet is really a convenience that I haven't been worried about it (surprisingly, we haven't missed it that bad); it's not my main concern.

The rumor is that the head contractor is coming back with the guy that has been doing most of our work on Monday.  That's the skinny.  Now whether or not it's true is up for debate.  I'm hoping to get more info tomorrow.  I'm really hoping for the furnace to get fixed, but at this point, who knows?

Since there wasn't too much to share work-wise today, I've got some photos of our fantastic spaghetti dinner.  I love the husbands garlic bread.

The meat and sauce on the amazing range.

I love having my own workspace in the kitchen.  So much so I made a huge mess with the garlic!

The husband has perfected garlic bread.  Here's part of the magic.

Here's the final product.  It smelled better than it looks--and tasted fantastic.  (We are firm believers that garlic bread is a spaghetti conveyance, which is why you see a ton of garlic bread on that plate.)