Ramblings of Rick Rockhill. Pet Food Nutrition Industry Veteran. Public Speaker. Student of life, doing what I love. Following my passions and that which inspire me. Advocate for the health benefits of the human-animal bond, animal nutrition, animal advocacy, awareness of prescription drug abuse and the fentanyl crisis. Home is Palm Springs, California, USA.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
No Kitchen, No Problem!
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5 comments:
Oh dear, I've been there... Remodeling is not fun... Well, the outcome is fun, but the "getting there" isn't.
Just keep focused on the new kitchen. Can't wait to see how it all comes together.
Hugs!
I'd love a new kitchen, but I also love eating out!
Funny! Thanks for including the photo -- can't wait to see it when it's done.
Just found out our star out there may be extended a few days because of work.
So you think we should try Melvyn's when we're in PS?
Pot Pie...I wish Swanson's knew ME by name. hahahaha
Steel kitchen, Chef Rick.
hahah, i remember having a surprise spontaneous kitchen remodel when pipes burst in my old kitchen. i was 8 months pregnant with a huge baby. i informed my husband there would be only microwaved dinners or eating out until i had a functioning kitchen. it sped the process along considerably.
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