Today in Canada we celebrate Father's Day. I usually post about my father, but today I thought I'd tell you about the father of my children. As you may have seen in the previous post, we've been married 31 years. I can't believe it. Anyway we are the proud parents of two boys Daniel 24 and Sasha 21. About five years ago we decided to renovate our kitchen and my husband would not hire anyone. This came to mind the other day when I read Visual Vamp's post about her kitchen renovation. I can't believe we are both still alive and still married after that adventure. It's really an unfinished adventure, I sort of made "let's get it over with" decisions and I'm still wavering on those.
Handy Andy and Daniel (making sure his dad doesn't cut off his fingers).
Anyway, you have to know my husband to know that when he does anything it becomes if not a community event, certainly a family affair. He's not "Handy Andy" quite the opposite. But, then I gave birth to Daniel, who loves tools and looks for places he might need to buy one. So Daniel was the measure and cut guy, and his dad bought the circular saw, the miter saw, the table saw, the compressor, the vast variety of screws and screw drivers. And like anyother renovation it's not just one but ten that you end up doing. Our home is small, so the kitchen overflows to the dining area and the hall and the side entry way and the powder room. I was not allowing a bandage renovation, so all the floors got ripped up, base boards, and even window.
And then, since Daniel worked alot during this whole process, Sasha was the assistant in assembly. The people at Ikea got to know Handy Andy on a first name basis. You could see the staff scramble as we entered the Kitchen department.
Now you ask, "who would let their husband do all this, when you know he's not capable," well me. My mother raised handy daughters, and while I didn't do any of the actual cutting, I sure drew the line and measured everything. I got to within 5/8 of an inch in my cupboard design,only one filler. All in all the kitchen came out o.k. and I'm still thinking...
Handy Andy is a Cop. And contrary to the U.S. notions that Toronto is an unsafe place this cop as been one for 35 years, and only drew his gun once, heck sometimes he didn't even take it. Below is a photo of him coming home to pick it up just in case someone asked if he had one.
Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there, including the dad of my guys.
Handy Andy and Daniel (making sure his dad doesn't cut off his fingers).
Anyway, you have to know my husband to know that when he does anything it becomes if not a community event, certainly a family affair. He's not "Handy Andy" quite the opposite. But, then I gave birth to Daniel, who loves tools and looks for places he might need to buy one. So Daniel was the measure and cut guy, and his dad bought the circular saw, the miter saw, the table saw, the compressor, the vast variety of screws and screw drivers. And like anyother renovation it's not just one but ten that you end up doing. Our home is small, so the kitchen overflows to the dining area and the hall and the side entry way and the powder room. I was not allowing a bandage renovation, so all the floors got ripped up, base boards, and even window.
And then, since Daniel worked alot during this whole process, Sasha was the assistant in assembly. The people at Ikea got to know Handy Andy on a first name basis. You could see the staff scramble as we entered the Kitchen department.
Now you ask, "who would let their husband do all this, when you know he's not capable," well me. My mother raised handy daughters, and while I didn't do any of the actual cutting, I sure drew the line and measured everything. I got to within 5/8 of an inch in my cupboard design,only one filler. All in all the kitchen came out o.k. and I'm still thinking...
Handy Andy is a Cop. And contrary to the U.S. notions that Toronto is an unsafe place this cop as been one for 35 years, and only drew his gun once, heck sometimes he didn't even take it. Below is a photo of him coming home to pick it up just in case someone asked if he had one.
Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there, including the dad of my guys.
