The one where my DVR is going to EXPLODE

So the new season of MUST SEE TV is starting next week. In the coming weeks, while I paired down on the must see and the “trash it” pile, my DVR memory is going to go into major burden.

I love my DVR, in fact, I find myself watching LESS TV because of the DVR. The show is recording, and I get to watch it when I HAVE THE TIME. Tom likes to watch TV on the spot (he still stuck in the 80’s people, what can I say, the man does not like to embrace and cuddle the technology train).

Here is my list of the NEW shows that I plan to give a shot at:

Community – It has the guy from The Soup, which makes me pee in my pants and hello! People how can anyone in the right mind pass up Chevy Chase! HOW?

The Good Wife – involving a corrupt politician getting caught with his pants down. Can I say more? Yes I can, it has Julianna Margulies, which was my favorite back in the ER days… And Chris Noth, who I’m sorry but, Mr. Big… is Mr. Big! (Even if he is playing a dirty politician). I have high hopes for this one.

Cougar Town – I love Courteney Cox, Loved her in Friends (god I miss that show) and loved her in her short lived FX show “Dirt”. I got a feeling that I’m going to love her here too.

FlashForward – while the show seems like desperate attempt to recreate the Lost phenomenon, with lots of intricate details that should keep us guessing and re-watching episodes. But aside from that, it has an interesting premise: the entire human race suffers a blackout for two simultaneous minutes, during which each person gets a glimpse of their future. And who would not watch it with Joseph Fiennes – yummy.

Eastwick – I love the movie, (but then I have secret crush on Jack Nicholson) which means that I have to give it a chance. Plus, it has witches people; I had enough of the vampires.

The returning shows that I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT and I’m so waiting for them to start: Fringe, the CSI (except Miami, I still cannot stand HIM) line up, Grey’s Anatomy, Brothers and Sisters (yeah, I know, be quiet now), Survivor, Top Chef, Project Runaway, The Amazing Race (because I need to keep reality TV in my life just to keep me “in” balance), The Mentalist (Simon Baker, I could eat you up!), Medium, House, HIMYM (and if you don’t know what that stands for, then you are dead to me), Lost (because we need to continue to figure out this puzzle). There are more, but I just realized that I may be giving you the impression that all I do in my life is watch TV.  Which totally not true!

And nobody in the audience better NOT be yelling LIER!

Decorating Frenzy coming up

In 2 days, I will have my personal decorating team (my friends) arrive from different corners of the country to help me polish up the new house. 

Code Word: BEAUTIFY!

I’m super excited, not only because I will see my NYBoys and BFF, which of course will only mean, lots of wine, margaritas, food, laughter, teasing, practical jokes and all that jazz that getting together with your core friends will incur. But I truly foresee, lots of furniture moving/re-positioning, friendly disagreements, color palate discussions, hard work, shopping! Organizing!, painting!, hanging stuff up!, and all the jazz that a quick house facelift will need.

Did I mention I’m SUPER excited?

But the really plus of all of this? I’m taking TWO vacations days off work.  Meaning that I’m not going to be a work for TWO FREAKING WHOLE DAYS.  Instead I will be with my buddies, doing all I mentioned above plus LOTS OF DRINKING and that is WAY better than sitting at my office desk, doing spreadsheets.

Can we please do a happy dance around the room… yes – thank you.

Hoping, begging and praying

With only 3 days in, June is just misbehaving I’m here hoping and praying that things will just get better on all fronts soon, because the next thing for me to do is to go certifiable or slip into an alcohol-induce stupor and sit in a corner rocking back and forth.

The saga continues. Last night, we had a bit of rain (because, of course, THIS move cannot be easy at all, we need to have DRAMA all around it) and had to delay the plan of moving some of our stuff from the old house to the new house.

We got it done, but under very wet conditions. Picture: poor Tom running back and forth between the car and the front of the house, trying (and failing), to protect the boxes from getting soaking wet.

But the icing on the cake?

While we were emptying the room that has been my closet for the past 10 month, we notice that a corner of the carpet was wet. As in “a drowned rat” wet. We first thought that Rufus, the 150 pound dog, had taken upon itself to show us a bit of defiant behavior and peed just to be naughty. While Tom yelled at the dog and pretty much freaked him out, I proceeded to clean up the mess. And during the clean up, I realized that it was not pee, but water, plain, water. After feeling the joy that the dog was not being rebellious and I was not cleaning PEE, panic set in.

Where in the hell was the water coming from?

Cue in the “tragic music”…

I looked up… and holy shit, the ceiling was leaking! As in very slow and painful leaking – it was like the house was fucking crying people!

Cue in the “you crazy” music.

More panic set in… and the “what if’s” started:

… the ceiling cave in?
… It fell on my clothes?
… The whole house can collapse!

Then the praying:

… Please don’t let anything happen until we are out of here.
… Hold off 3 more days!
… Holy shit, we are screwed!

This morning as I was getting my clothes for work, I looked up and the ceiling was bent – as in, its just straining under whatever is there (Tom and I refuse to even considered going up the attic to see what is up there) pushing it downward. We have completely cut off any feelings we may have on the old house and we want nothing more to do with it. We just want out.

I yelled at the house:

“3 MORE DAYS…THEN YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT!” JUST GIVES US 3 MORE.DAYS!

I tell you… someone up there is just asking for me to give them the finger.

Pedestal Crack – Part 2

First off… Internet its hard to keep this blog going when one is busy, busy, busy… but, since I have now officially been told to get my ass in gear (I’m looking at you M), then the guilt has settled and I’m here, writing part 2, because apparently I’m keeping people in suspense! 

We left off with Tom being a lovely smartass… but after getting showered in the face by the broken water faucet, I got to give the man a bit of leeway. 

After we got the water out of the bathroom… (I’m officially taking the opportunity right now, of thanking the hillbillies’ construction of the house, because this fucked up messed up construction gave me a back door right next to the hallway that leads into the bathroom…I know, I know… it does NOT make sense, but shit it worked)  Tom and I had to go into plan C which was us thinking out loud “what the hell do we do now?” 

We go to Home Depot, because, if we NEED to do it, THEY CAN HELP! 

We got the stuff necessary, and came back… to, like … tackle it.  So the boyfriend armed himself with tools and headed back to the bathroom (which now had a clean floor) and attempted to get to the piping underneath the sink cabinet.  This lasted a good half and hour and a lot of cussing on his part.  Apparently, his hands were too big to do the job (go now, think of all of the joke right now, done? good)  He called me.  I tried every which way to get to the piping and nothing.  So I did what I do best. 

I opened my mouth (insert terror song here now, because you all remember what happen the last time I did that) 

Me to the BF: “why don’t we move the sink cabinet forward a bit and try to get it from the back?” 

BF to me: “yeah, that would help make it easier” 

So we did and this is what happened:

Yep, it fell apart, as in… oh oh! (BTW, the leaves I left to give you an artistic view of the carnage)

Back to Home Depot we went, to hunt down for a new sink.  After much deliberation (looking at our wallets) we decide to go with the cheap moderate pedestal sink. 

Back at home, we gave the dead sink a send off (put it out on the backyard to be picked up by our good friends in 1-800-got-junk or a good hurricane who would blow it up, up and away, to never be seen again) and when back to work.  I painted the whole bathroom, because seriously yellow walls are not very zen looking when you are sitting on the toilet doing the business.  Then Tom, did all of the plumbing (the right way) and we started on the sink, which we thought was going to be pretty easy – you have pedestal and you have a bowl…You put one part on top of the other and voila!

Wrong…

You have to attach it to the wall, so we had to drill holes.  We did, the brackets that came with the sink, did not fit in the hole we had drilled, even thought we used the size bit that was recommended in the instructions that came with the sink!  We had to do a bit of quick thinking, and then a bit of move it here, move it there… By this time it was 10PM and we were both at our whit’s end.  Plenty of snapping was occurring (neither of each others idea were being sold to the other, thus both of us wanted to try two different things but neither wanted to do the others suggestion) and a mandatory time out was called.  We both walked to our corners.. But I had to prove that my idea was GREAT and that MY IDEA would SOLVE the whole problem.

MY great idea?

Cracked the pedestal portion of the sink

Back to the mother ship Home Depot I went.

It was midnight by the time we finish the project not schedule.  The bathroom looks 100% better than before, but we still need to change the toilet and the bathtub.

We decided that we can live with both (for now). 

Next project? 

Call the contractor

The project that was NOT planned came early – Part 1

This past weekend was the start of the PROJECT LIST.  Which is BIG… Since we I’m way organized, we decided to tackle the little projects first (Laundry room, closet: built one, etc) and work our way up to the big ones (knock down the walls, Kitchen, Bathroom, Master Room, Floor, etc)… This weekend we had schedule to work our butts off on Saturday and tackle the Laundry room.  Now I know that posting a before and after picture will give you the visual needed for you to follow the post.  But people, the laundry room as SOOOO nasty, that I could not bring myself to even take a BEFORE picture – because I wanted to FORGET what it looked line in the first place, and NOT record it in any way.

The laundry room was basically the catch all room, meaning that my boyfriend would throw everything in there, and the forget about it, and you know what happens when you forget about it? it creates dust and dirt and things that I cannot even describe here… Just to give you an idea of the nasty stuff? I totally refused to use the washing machine, because it has stuff in it that I could not even recognized in the dirt family.

The game plan was to basically tear the room down, wash the washing machine down, with a HOSE and a Nozzle attached to it that sprayed hard water at it… I was going to peel the dirt off that washing machine… it was my goal for the day.. that machine was going to be cleaner than when it came out of the box!  Then we were going to lay down the floor and tear out the old looking (falling off) cabinets on the wall,  and replace with new shelves and storage unit that we bought in our last IKEA trip.  It was all planned out and nothing out of the ordinary was suppose to happen, except maybe a projected trip to Home Depot for I don’t know… a screw or something.  Because I been planning this for over 2 weeks and I had lists! and time tables! IT.WAS.GOING.TO.GO.SMOOTH.SAILING.

*Sigh*

Until I opened my mouth Saturday morning while brushing my teeth:

Me to Tom (over the sink cabinet): How hard can it be to fix the cold water? (side note: the cold water was not working, so we been brushing our teeth with HOT water for the past 2 weeks, it was getting to me)

Tom: Not hard, I just have to change the valve and something, something (I tuned him out – it was PLUMBING for god sake… !)

Me: Do you think we can get the stuff you need on our trip to Home Depot today?

Tom: Sure, let me take a look and see and take what we need to replace.

Me: ok

He went the way to his tool box.. I went the way to the bedroom to change and get the purse… the next thing I hear is “OH SHIT”… I walked to the bathroom to find the following:

Tom swearing like a sailor

The pipes under the sink… leaking.. as in WATER!  And Tom holding a thing that look important on his hand and not were it was suppose to be.. as in attached to the pipe!

Plan “WE ARE SCREWED” went into action… he ran to turn off the main… I ran to get a bucket to catch the dripping…

IT WAS UNDER CONTROL… until it wasn’t.

Because, Tom came back and wanted to turn the valve off (the way its suppose to) and when he touched it it came away from the wall! and the dripping turned into full blown water rapid… as in, WE ARE NOT SCREWED anymore.. but totally IN FUCKING TROUBLE…  so we went from cool under pressure to total panic mode.  Tom, running around, trying to still located the main outside of the house that controlled that bathroom water lines (his house has 2 main water lines)… and at the same time I was furiously trying to scooped up the water that was FAST flooding the bathroom.

And you are all going to love this one… while all of this was going on? It started to rain OUTSIDE, because you know, we did NOT have ENOUGH water around us!

Finally, Tom was able to shut the water off… and I was in the middle of the flooded bathroom with a mop that was NOT going to be able to do the job and as I was thinking to myself: “well, the floors are finally clean”… I hear from Tom “Well you got clean floors now”

… got to love him

Part 2 coming tomorrow – Unless Fay makes a touchdown and then we will have to deal with BIGGER flooding issues!