For those of you who are living under a rock, or just aren’t into music, the weekend was a sad day, here in Canada. It marked the final concert of the iconic band The Tragically Hip.
Last December, lead singer Gord Downie was diagnosed with a rare form of brain cancer and given one year to live. Rather than spend what little time he has left feeling sorry for himself, he and the band decided to do what they do best - play music. They embarked on one last tour, starting out on the west coast and ended up where they started, in Kingston.
Everybody has a Tragically Hip story to tell. My husband’s band played in the same venue as they did (different rooms) when they were first starting out. Gord shopped in the same grocery store as my daughter, when she was living in Kingston attending Queens University. The PlanetD best explains what the concert means HERE
The insane heat we’ve been experiencing has finally let up. In fact, as I sit here typing I don’t even have the air conditioner on. It’s a wonderful feeling - and so quiet too. You don’t realize the sounds you’re missing when the a/c is running, like the coyotes catching their dinner. ;-)
Have you ever been in a situation where someone’s generosity actually costs you instead? Sit back and I’ll tell you a story.
Once upon a time my in-laws got one of those spa tubs - a regular sized tub only with jets in it. The thing I always liked about it was the depth of it. I used to love taking a nice, long, leisurely bath, complete with bubbles and a book. Maybe even a glass of wine. However, our upstairs tub is so shallow it’s hardly worth your while, and the main floor bathroom tub has a serious problem with the enamel.
I was a little late with starting to take pictures, and this one is after hubby started to remove the tile from the walls around the tub.
The spa tub was still pretty new when my mother-in-law hurt her foot, making it impossible for her to step into a tub. They replaced the tub with one of those walk in types, and offered us the spa tub. It seemed like a good idea at the time, however ...
It was not so simple a matter as removing one tub and replacing it with another. The whole bathroom is in pretty bad shape. The tiles were falling off the walls into the tub and the plumbing needs work. In other words, the whole thing needed to be renovated.
This shows you how tiny the bathroom is to begin with:
If you’re wondering about the pink paper in the sink, it says: Please do not turn on taps, the pipes are not attached. Well, you can turn them on and get water, but there’s no pipe to drain it away so you’ll end up with wet feet.
The only problem with the tub was the colour. It’s an off white/almond shade, almost impossible to match for the toilet and sink. Hubby managed to find a toilet that colour, but no sink. So we’re getting rid of the cabinet and going with a pedestal sink in a complimentary colour instead.
The next problem was the tile around the tub and halfway up the walls in the rest of the room. It was white with a line of a medium shade of brown running through it. It goes perfectly with the white porcelain, not so much with an off white. Here’s a picture where you can better see what the current tile looks like.
So a goodly amount of time this weekend was spent looking at bathroom tile. Home
The hubby’s on holidays next week and at the top of his to-do list is the bathroom. He’s hired a plumber to replace some pipe and hook-up the new (to us) tub, but the rest he’s hoping to be able to do himself.
Let’s recap - we need new tile, new flooring, new sink, new toilet, -- all for the sake of a free tub.
Now we just need weather cool enough to make me want to use it. LOL