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04/15/2010

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Ha ha I know what you mean about getting excited over things like new sinks - I get excited when I open the fridge and it's full! Enjoy the remodeling and I hope you get lots more nice new things!

I'd get in BIG trouble with a sink that big. I think I'd be tempted to the let the dishes stack up. haha

Love the blurry "before" pic. I hope you regain focus. :-)

Blessings, C

We have a similar one in our kitchen except ours has two sides.
I love that look so much I went for something kind of like that, but more shallow for my new bathroom.

You know what those sinks are good for? Giving baths to babies!!!!

Giving baths to babies and dogs too!

http://www.earstorears.com

Love the sink, bathing the baby in the sink was the first thing I thought of too. I get the whole breathless about home furnishings thing. I knew it was all over when I started feeling that way about minivans.

I absolutely agree about the sink - it rocks. But wait - is that griddy thing to the right really the new dishwasher? The one with the up-and-down shelves and power blaster spray? Do tell!

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