Just a quick note to update ya’ll on the Sonne Dee-tour in full effect. Not sure who the heck Sonne is? That’s ok – feel free to turn back a few pages and catch up, we’ll wait…
Alrighty then, so Sonne’s been hanging out with the boys and me for over a week now. She got in last Monday night and slept late Tuesday morning. After the initial “it’s so great to finally meet you”s it took all of 3 whole minutes for her to get situated and the pups to decide she was their new best friend. She seemed to get on just fine with the kid too.
That’s in the pet aisle at Menards where we went in search of a new sink, since we decided that would be the first ‘Do on the list. And for the record, size matters people (of sinks, not balls). Whoever thought 6 inches was deep enough to properly wash dishes without overspraying and soaking everything on the counter and floor was smoking something. Even if I was the sort of person to use the dishwasher, there still wasn’t enough room to pre-rinse so I picked up a sink that was 9″ deep, stainless steel and double-sided. Go big or go home right? I did both.
Later that night, we met up with the head of the local chapter for Habitat for Humanity for dinner at Rivals. After entirely too many tacos and beers, Sonne wound up on the mic calling out the 50/50 raffle winner as I cooed over an adorable puppy someone was toting around. I hip-bounced a crying baby and we had cookies…at the bar.
On Wednesday, we celebrated my kid’s 15th birthday. Allow me to photo bomb you with our collective
After burgers at Ron’s Place we headed out for drinks and a little karaoke at Baker Street Pub.
Or maybe it was a lot of drinks and karaoke because I can’t for the life of me remember what we did on Thursday. I even scrolled our Facebook pages for evidence and neither of us posted squat. I know we weren’t busy working on the sink because those ‘in progress’ photos didn’t surface until Friday.
It’s a good thing I document all major life events on social media or I would never have a clue what I’d done when. Anyhow, Sonne can fill you in on all the project details (and explain how I fixed something she couldn’t – holla) but this’ll hold you over until then…
As she fought the plumbing, I prepped the laundry room for the 2nd project on the list. Halfway through, our tummies were rumbling for nourishment (read: beer) so like good contractors we hit The Brat Stop and enjoyed mid-day bloodies. For the second time in three days, I got Dave to join us as we harassed bartenders and patrons alike. He owed us, though, for being the reason we made another trip to Menards on the way home for a new faucet.
Later that night, the BFF tagged along as we celebrated checking the first project off the list!
So far, this girl is on fire (and so is my liver).