

Alicia kept us busy on our trip to New Jersey, or at least Dad. He tiled her kitchen floor. You could say we earned our keep. I helped chip off the old black and white checkerboard and haul it out. Next he moved the appliances to the livingroom. Black paper and wire mesh followed. I had to hammer the staples flat. On day two the cement was smeared out in sections and the tiles were placed carefully keeping them the exact distance from each other.
Eating out and crock pot suppers were a necessity. Fortunately, the fridge was handy keeping us company and supplying our needs. Last of all the grout was spread all over the tile filling up the joints. After wiping all of the excess mixture off, and a night of drying, Alicia had her kitchen again. Yeah!!!
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