Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Horror show.

See this tile? I think about smashing it with hammer every day.
Every. Day.
I know what you're thinking - that I promised you a horror show and didn't deliver, that the tile is not morally reprehensible, that it's not even really all that objectionable, right? I know! I think that's the very reason that I hate it. If it was truly hideous, I would probably pity it, feel protective of it and even learn to love it. But instead, it's just there. Hoping I won't notice it. Meh.
Did you notice that there's only one glass door and that there has never ever been a fire in the fireplace? Both of those features were a great comfort to me when I found my 9-month-old grinning and waving to me from inside.
I know that one day I will come across the perfect beautifully-decayed cast iron hearth in a salvage yard and haul it home and live happily ever after. But until then, I have to do something about this tile. As usual, I have a budget of $0 for this project.


  1. Ooooh, I can think of so many things that could be done with this. You're right, you need Frank and I there! I agree, it is not truly awful, just bland, which can be worse because you can just go on with it day after day. Tiling is not too hard, if you were inclined to try, in all your spare time :)

  2. Tee hee, you are funny! I like your blog. I hope you manage to sort seomthign out for your poor old fire place!


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