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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.

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