I have never been a fan of drywall. Having grown up in a house with “real” walls made out of brick and cement, it seemed odd to me that anyone could, with little to no effort, punch a hole in a wall with their fist. Where I come from, such action would require a trip […]Read More I (heart) plaster – or just say no to crack
It took 2 separate trips by Cablevision and four sets of technicians, but we are fully connected to the world outside now. Woo hoo! During our 27 days of cable/internet hiatus, we did things the pioneering way: went to bed early, read books for entertainment, attempted to watch TV on our cellphones – OK, that […]Read More Alas! The Interwebs!
(internet is getting hooked up tomorrow – more regular posts to follow. In the mean time, here is what we’ve been up to) From what I have been hearing, a sewer surprise in the basement is more or less a rite of passage for Brownstone homeowners. With the smell now mostly gone, the several pounds […]Read More Rites of passage and the passing of time
After living like a bad episode of hoarders for several weeks, we managed to get unpacked this weekend. Things were going well and we were making steady progress: wardrobes were assembled, clothes were hung and all was well in our world. That was until we discovered a rather large and foul smelling water feature in […]Read More And then your pooper ‘splodes….