Woe is mantle.

Yes, I know there hasn't been a blog update in a few days. Blame Telus. A port in Fort Langley went down for almost three days, leaving me in an internet-less void for a while, which was a pain. But, I'm back up and running, and why yes, here are some juicy updates:
Our mantle is gone. Gone gone. (For Trevor specifically: 'gone gone gone she's been gone so long she's been gone gone gone so long' - bonus points for anyone who can identify who sings that line.) It's a sad state of affairs around this house now, with the clutter and the reno dust still swirling around...and now this. The mantle had been sagging for a year or so, with Trevor sometimes cocking (yes, I just wrote that...MUAHAHAHAHA) his head and checking on it with a 'yup, it's moving' declaration. Well two days ago it really moved, enough that there were worries of it falling off and taking out whatever it landed on below. And we don't want any squashed or maimed kitties in this house (ditto for dvds, tvs, tables, etc.). So we sadly snapped it off the wall. It was only attached with a few blobs of glue and TWO nails. TWO! Retards who put that up need a smack up the side of the head (which I will volunteer to administer). *sigh* So yet another thing gets added to the list. This is one thing that has me really miffed, so much so that I want it fixed, and fixed soon.

I also got all 'culinary goddess' in the kitchen today and made creme caramel from scratch for dessert tonight, which turned out well...but not so well for the glass ramekins. I put them in a metal water-filled pan when I cooked them (should have been glass, perhaps?), which caused every single one to crack on the bottom. So bye bye six ramekins. Tasty dessert = all new kitchen wares. Whoops!
And why not throw in a thumb update? You'll all be glad to know that I'm going naked with it every day now. Except at night, I have a phobia about catching it on a blanket in my sleep so I wrap it up and polysporin the crap out of it. It doesn't hurt any more, but it sure isn't pretty to look at. It looks all gimped to me and I wish I had my normal pretty thumb back. One of the really weird feelings I have with it is from the nerve damage, and I either can't feel parts of it, or it feels pin-prickly. Plus it's shedding a lot of skin (yes, I know, too much information), and still doesn't bend right. But I'm slowly trying to use it a little more every day and make sure it heals fast.