Skip to main content

Subway Tile Backsplash Tiling with Mr. MIke

If Mr. Mike is in town you know we have a house project we need some help with. I had planned on doing the tile backplash with Tyler, but we'd run out of time. 

I had called my dad a week ago to talk about something else. I had mentioned our progress in the kitchen. He then offered to come up soon to help us with our backsplash. The weekend that worked for him also happened to be the weekend the Fiala's were ready to move on.

Before we could work we had to eat some of Brooke's famous bagel sandwiches.

I figured the kitchen would be a mess so a hearty breakfast seemed like a good idea. 

The new IKEA counters were just waiting for a beautiful companion. 

Scott had also switched out all the cabinet and drawer handles.


Meadow kept busy by racing her Power Puff Girls in her roller skates.

We had hoped my dad could help put in new tiling in the upstairs bathroom, too.

That would have to wait.

I was working outside and I could hear Meadow singing, "I really really like to spell. S-P-E-L-L" I couldn't figure out where she was. Turns out she was climbing our arbor vitae.

My project was to restore our homes original porch lights. When I was taking it down my dad mentioned we should just replace them. I should have gotten a better before photo. The glass was all rusty and some panes had been replaced with painted frosted glass.

Mike started by creating a shelf of sorts to sit behind our slide in stove. 

I became more useful as we worked across the backsplash. Mike cut the tiles while Ibput them onto the wall.

While I was waiting for the new glass pieces for the lights to be cut, I painted the ceiling in the breakfast nook. 

Meadow was busy with her own construction job. 

Even Brooke lent a hand. 

The kitchen was looking so much better already. 

We were nearly complete when we ran out of tiles. We were something like ten short. On to Menards it was. 

We've been here way too much lately.

I nearly didn't go, but we finally took Mr. Mike to Tootie's.

We never had lunch so we were hungry.

Beer, burgers and a Wisconsin dive bar vibe: what more could you ask for? 

It even has a kids area and a claw machine for my dad.

Meadow requested ice cream. We can't say no.

The wiring for the porch lights needed to be updated. I had picked up new sockets at North End Hardware earlier.

I'll miss that place when we do sell our place.

To end the night we watched the Peanuts Movie. Thanks for all your help dad.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Six Months, More Like Six Years

Approaching the 11th hour of this Sunday we finally rolled out of bed. Brooke and I made a night out of our six month since being married. In a way we could be celebrating six plus years together. I met the little lady above in February 2006. Now we garden together. We had a lovely night indeed: dinner at Red Stag and drinks at Aster Cafe.  I went outside to show Brooke where our new boulevard tree was going to be planted. We found a love letter in our bushes. Brooke couldn't read it, so we let it dry on one of the radiators.  The first page was mostly apologizing for not writing and then the second page turned sour with lots of swear words.  We drove downtown to eat brunch. We parked across from this rare small pre-1950s building that has somehow survived in downtown Minneapolis's ongoing urban renewal. We decided to eat at La Belle Crepe since I picked up this for our post-wedding breakfast back on that October day. This creperie is...

The Sunday Circular

 We stayed out late the night before for our friend Jose's birthday party. This time Scott had more to drink than me. So we slept in. Apparently Peanut also had to much too drink. I woke up to this mess. Of course he's licking the plastic bag in this picture. He loves licking bags -- reminds him of his alley cat days.    Scott's hangover comfort food is pancakes and syrup, that would be last thing for me. I tried to cheer him up with emoticon mini pancakes.    My stomach was just not having it. This might be the first time I've left pancakes on my plate. Ever.  Off to work I went, hungover. Damn you Best Buy! While he went to his job, I worked on getting the chile-braised pork shoulder ( from the latest Bon Appetit ) ready for our epic meal .  I got a strawberry plant from the back of someone's pickup truck while Scott was in California. Thanks to Emma for finding it on freecycle . He planted it for me...

Honeymoon: Duluth, Minnesota is Not Flooded. Long Live Long-Pong.

When the waitress asked for Blake's ID and he told her he was underage we were kicked out of the Thirsty Pagan. To not miss out on our favorite pizza and beer (and we had a coupon to use up) we ordered food to go. While waiting for our food we walked around the great, but sad city of Superior, Wisc. Heading directly out the door and towards the industrial waterfront this Charlie Brown block was plopped amongst the former industry.