We haven’t mentioned our remodel for ages. After such activity, eventually things fizzle out a bit. Most things got resolved and some things still need to be done, but essentially we have a pretty nice house to live in. There are a few things that we really need to sort out- the cupboard in the hall just doesn’t hold our coats and shoes- we have a mountain of clothes and shoes and junk and strollers and carseats overwhelming us in the hallway. Every time we go in or out we talk abut how we should put up more hooks and such, but do we do it? Er no. One day. Maybe. The butcher block countertop from Ikea looks beautiful, but it is entirely unpractical. In this great Midwestern climate of ours, it goes from swelteringly hot and humid to extraordinarily dry and cold, almost overnight. The countertop has split in three different areas despite repeated oilings, and an attempt to glue and clamp the worst area failed miserably. So it looks like Ikea are going to have the countertop replaced as apparently no one has ever seen the countertop split like this. Obviously our house is not jinxed or anything. We are waiting to hear from customer service, but we may be getting a concrete countertop installed instead. It won’t look as nice but it will certainly be more practical; we went for looks + cost last time- the concrete would be much more expensive, and arguably not as pretty, but at least we won’t have to sand it down if it gets stained. It was hinted at today that Ikea would cover all costs in the replacement- we are keeping our fingers crossed. Other than that, we have mountains of junk around the house again- how long does it take to really move house I wonder? I mean when do things have a place and you just live where you are, without piles of stuff around that has to be dealt with? I want a robot. A cleaning, cooking, money earning, infant-feeding, toddler-soothing robot. That can’t be too much to ask for, right? When you find one that fits the bill, let me know. We’ll be on a beach somewhere, reading good books. Enjoying the silence but for the crashing of the waves.
In other news, today I did something really stupid while making Spinach and Hazelnut Risotto. We only have whole nuts rather than ready chopped ones, so I set about cracking the hazelnuts in the Christmas stylee. I managed to get my little finger caught in the nutcracker and have been swearing almost constantly ever since. Ouch. It really really hurt. I have a couple of fantastic blood blisters. Ow. I’d like to say that it was worth it, that dinner was fabulous, but alas I cannot. It was yet more risotto, this time mixed with spinach and topped with the toasted nuts, some Gorgonzola crumbles and parsley. L likes hazelnuts but hates the risotto. I am indifferent to the risotto but not keen on the toppings. Little A had dinner and a meltdown earlier in the day, but I’m guessing she wouldn’t have touched it. Overall, had we not had risotto for the previous four days we may have felt less jaded about the meal, but we would never have loved it. It’s fine, at least the spinach provided some colour, and the nuts some crunch. So it’s possibly the best of the risotto recipes, just not a hit over here. Tomorrow we will be having Zucchini Pizza, which on an ordinary day sounds ok-ish, but after so much rice I am really truly looking forward to it. Ok, fussy baby + grumpy parent means I am going now. We’ll be back tomorrow. Hopefully with some smiles.