Summer Project

As you may remember, I moved into a new apartment this past January. It is much nicer than my old one, but there is one thing I couldn't stand:


Those damn kitchen cabinets. This building was built in 1957 and these are the original cabinets. What you can't see is how dinged and covered in grease some of them were. Nasty.

Unfortunately, I forgot to take a photo before I took all the doors off and ripped apart my kitchen. You still get the gist of things though...

I had no idea how labor intensive this project was going to be. The cabinets had been laquered over so many times (directly over the hardware) that I couldn't even insert a screw driver to take the hinges off. We had to literally go through with flat nosed pliers to get all the screws out.

Sanding was another task....holy cow, I had no idea how long that was going to take! It HAD to be done though...I was using some of the toughest grit sandpaper out there to get through the grease and lacquer down to the original wood.

Anyway, I decided to paint them black. A lot of people thought I was crazy, but I had a vision of what I wanted it to look like. It isn't ready for me to take a final "after" photo...but here is a sneak peek...


I don't have all the doors on yet, but I'm working on it! I couldn't be more thrilled with the result. Once I get all the doors on, I'll be sure to take an official after photo :)

And on a side note...WELCOME BACK MARNI!!! I look forward to reading your updates!

Happy birthday to me!

So, my birthday was on the 7th and Brian took me into the city to see Wicked. It was absofrigginlutely AMAZING and I would recommend it to anyone!

All in all, my birthday was a very interesting day. Right before the play, we walked down Market street to find something to eat. As we were crossing the street, some guy in an Altima comes squeeling around the corner just feet from hitting us. Turns out it was an under cover cop who then flipoed his car around, ditched it in the middle of the street and starts chasing a criminal on foot. It was intense!

We ended up at Carls Jr. where we listened to employees who got everyon's order wrong argue with some lady, and tried to tell her that they didn't get it wrong, she ordered it wrong. Needless to say they got our order wrong too, but we weren't even about to bother with it.

After the show, we were heading home on BART and wound up on a train with a guy who had his face painted as the Joker. We weren't sure if he was just a normal guy coming home from a costume party, or a creepy guy who really thought he was the Joker. It got even better when we saw he was dressed in the little nurse costume from Dark Knight. Awesome.

Needless to say, it was one of the most interesting birthdays ever!

OH! and I have to show off one particular gift I got from Brian's dad.

I am SO IN LOVE with this clutch! I can't wait to take it to Las Vegas with me next month!