House Progress.

I have been working hard this week putting away the furniture and massive amounts of house stuff my parents (finally!) gave back to me .  Then I got the house together to show to a friend of a friend.

It is finally cleaned up enough that I can post some pictures.  It is still a major amount of work to be done, so let’s consider these to be work-in-progress photos.  When possible, I am posting before and in-progress pictures.

Living Room

Changes: Floors stained & refinished. Trim Painted. Poop brown wall painted off white like most of the house.  Lights replaced (not visible).  This is the decorated half of the room. The other half is sadly decorationless.

Desperately in need of a new couch and chairs (instead of a couch and loveseat). These old couches are a disgrace.  When we are actually preparing to sell the house, I will probably us a TV armoire I have in storage rather than that TV stand.  And also, please send decorations, quick!

Dining Room

Added chandelier, floors, painted trim, etc.  Desperately in need of a rug. because there is so much dark furniture and dark floor that there is no color.  That sideboard is going to my friend Peg’s the next time I drive down south and I have a variety of plates to hang on the wall instead of what you see there.

From the kitchen doorway

Through the door on the left is what I affectionately like to call “the world’s smallest playroom.”

Playroom (formerly known as the Vestible.)

I don’t have any before pictures, but it was a very tiny room with a hallway that was a second entrance to the kitchen.

Half Bath

Off the playroom, is the downstairs half bath.  We closed off the hallway to the kitchen and moved a door, so it has a weird little antechamber, but it is a huge improvement.  I don’t have any before pics, but trust me, it was GROSS. It smelled like pee and had a nasty, stained sink that was better suited to a gas station bathroom than a house.

This is the shelf that is trying to make use of the space.  If you ever visit my house, the extra toilet paper is hidden in that box on the bottom shelf.

For as small as this room is, it was a bitch and a half to get finished.  The wall was closed with drywall, the door & frame had to be relocated, the walls had to have a weird tile pattern patched and sanded out, and a new sink and toilet were added and the whole thing was painted.  Unfortunately, it was a nightmare trying to find a vanity to fit in that tiny place and also the plumbing comes in from the side and goes out diagonally (don’t ask…old house) so I couldn’t use a pedestal.   I just went with a wall mounted sink to just get it over with.  I hate the pipes and regret the decision, but the plumber was big nightmare fiasco so I am moving on for the time being.

Kitchen

Before

Now closed off door where the fridge is.

The kitchen is a work in progress.  So far, we have added new lights over the sink, undercounter lights,new knobs, new appliances and painted it. It doesn’t look so bad in the picture, but the yellow on the walls was incredibly irritating (though it isn’t quite so bad in the pictures). It made me want to punch someone.  It is hard to tell from the picture, but the light blueish gray I painted the walls, makes the cabinets’ green not nearlyso hideous.  Also, the counters are not orange in person.  They are a light colored butcher block.


The next step is to remove a cabinet from beside the sink and install a dishwasher and new sink.  Then, we will move that cabinet and a new one to create a new counter top by the fridge.  And maybe I will add a new cabinet above and next to the stove. Then all the cabinets will be painted white. (hallelujah!) We will also need a new floor and new countertops on the new cabinets. In this pic without the green cabinets, you can see how much better the kitchen will be once they are painted white.

I am leaning toward keeping the butcher block and just getting block to match on the new sections.  Do we agree or disagree that butcher block is OK in a newly remodeled kitchen???  It would save us thousands of dollars.
Also, I was going to put in dark gray tile, but I am now rethinking it.  Maybe I should go with a light greige or beige that won’t show dirt as much?  In the pictures, the beige of this (old gross) linoleum looks pretty good.
L is clambering for my attention, so I will do the upstairs in another post.

back to the family

Before the worst of Mr. A’s illness hit (and I should mention he is still sick so it is likely he has a virus or maybe giardia or something similar), we had a lovely day visiting with his Mom’s extended family.  She has a LOT of family.

MIL grew up as one of 6 sisters and 5 brothers (I think), from two wives (consecutive, I think/hope).  Her mother was the second wife, but she was somewhat close to some of her half siblings who were close to her age.

When we were in Taipei, we visited with one half brother who was totally awesome.  He was like a little Chinese leprechaun.  He was a spritely, smiley guy who is now semi-retired.  I don’t remember what his original job was, I think some kind of factory management or something, but now he works part time giving Chinese reflexology massages.  He also wore a lovely purple neckband and wristbands that he claimed had special properties because they were ionized.  He kept saying “I know it works, because Look at me!  I am 70 years old, but I look 50!”  (No, he really didn’t!)

The rest of the extended family who could make it came to a family banquet in Taichung on saturday.  MIL and Ed/Steve were there as were maybe 5 of her siblings.  Some of them were quite old.  Ooooold, old.   It was the first time Mr. A had been to Taiwan with his mom, so it was the first time he met many of them.   There was a lot of toasting and a good amount of drinking for lunch with a bunch of old people.  Some of their children and grandchildren also attended.   Despite the language barrier (mine and somewhat Mr. A’s because they spoke a lot of Taiwanese instead of mandarin), it was warm and welcoming.

The meal took a LONG time though.  According to M’s calculations, over 2 hours from when we sat down until the finished bringing us food.   The length of the meal prompted a spontaneous outburst of Chinese from M who said “Taiwanren e hen duo le!” (Taiwanese people eat a LOT!)

After that, we went with MIL and her younger brother to visit Mr. A’s maternal grandmother’s resting place.  I don’t know what else to call it. It is a big building where they keep the remains of dead people and where you can go to pay your respects.  You don’t actually pay respects at the actual remains, though.  They call up a picture of the dead person and you do your ancestor worship in front of a TV screen.

It caused a bit of a bruhaha that Mr. A was insisting on visiting his maternal grandmother, because he is only supposed to worship his paternal side.  There was much discussion with his uncle (who was the rightful heir, I guess) about whether or not it was inappropriate and if Mr. A was trying to steal extra blessings from his Amah that rightfully belonged to the uncle.  After much insisting by Mr. A, eventually, the uncle agreed to take us.

We had to take a separate cab and or cab driver accidentally took us to the wrong mausoleum.  Coincidentally, the wrong one was actually the one where Mr. A’s paternal ancestors are located.  We finally figured it out and got to the right place where MIL, uncle and aunty showed us how to use a credit card to pull up the correct file.  Then we all lit incense and prayed for good fortune and health (and I suspect from Mr. A, wealth).

It was a completely pleasant day.  Color me surprised.

A brief tale of two Ds.

This morning I learned that the DNA test shows the probability that the birth parents we located are in fact L’s birth parents is 99.999995427574%.   In layman’s terms, that means that yes, they are her birth parents.

I am not at all surprised, but I will admit to being relieved that the samples we sent worked. (More on that later.)

I would elaborate, but today I can’t because we are headed into the belly of the beast: Hong Kong Disneyland.

I haven’t said much about my feelings regarding the big D lately (a sampling of previous rants here and here.), but I will just summarize them by saying it is amazing what parents will do for their kids.

Hold me.