Monday, December 05, 2005

There's no place like home ...

.... and there's no place like our basement. :) It's so exciting to see how far we've come.
Finally having a completed piece of our home gives me new energy. And I can't begin to express how grateful we are to everyone who helped.

Grandpa DUCK, whose knowledge of glass block is only surpassed by his knowledge of charm and stairbuilding. Scott and Sara, who were the first to brave the depths of the basement, and have the lung scarring from the layers of dirt in the ceiling to prove it. Paul Stanke, who gave us direction and lent us drywall screwguns that proved VERY useful. Mark, for tireless sarcasm, drywall skills and helping me hang my first (and admittedly, only) piece of drywall. Scotty, for bleeding all over the place. Frankie, for being so inventive and giving me a great place for wine. Chris, for taking time out of redoing his OWN house to make sure we didn't freeze to death this winter. Kaz, for figuring out how to make our windows pretty. Kenny and Matt, for trekking two and half hours without air conditioning in July to bust their butts in our basement. Hmm, who else, there's Frank & Jerry for holding up the ceiling; Kendall Jackson for great chardonnay; Julie for karate skills; missed work deadlines for giving me the angst-y power to properly use a sledgehammer; Ceece for writing witty odes of love on the walls; Jjessica for seeing the unbelievable potential of the basement before I did; Sara and Scott again for just EVERYTHING; John for the plumbing fun; Marsha and Erika, Mike and Sandy, Rivett and Brandi - the list just goes on, and this is beginning to read like liner notes from a greatest hits album, so I should just stop for now. :) Seriously, everyone has really put in the time, the work and not a little blood, sweat and tears (didn't I warn you all rabidly about safety glasses???) and and I can't wait for everyone to come over and see the end result.

IT'S BEAUTIFUL! See more including before and afters, click here: