–Mrs. Wigglebottom is getting old. It’s not just the occassional limp that reminds me. It’s also that she used to be our one-dog garbage disposal. Whatever you wanted to throw at her, she could eat. And now? You give her a bone slightly different than the ones she’s used to and she’s shitting in the kitchen looking sheepishly at you like she’d love to go outside, but her body is doing something she can’t quite control and you think you should cry, maybe, because you think it’s your fault, but it’s just how things work and you must make a mental note to stop feeding your dog weird crap.
–Here is the question I don’t know how to answer. If I buy the house on Bell Grimes, what will it take to fix the kitchen, both in terms of design and cost? I think the trick has to be knocking out the wall between the kitchen and the dining room and treating it all as one space. That way you could come into the dining room area a little with kitchen stuff. And maybe you could have a tiny island that contained the stove and cook top… I don’t know. I think it could be done. I also think that, if you kept everything in the kitchen a light rustic look, even if you had to take down the paneling on the back wall of the dining room, for the purposes of flow, you could leave the paneling on the other two walls and then it wouldn’t be so dang dark in there.
Eh, I thought I had more, but I’m distracted by how nice it is out.