The problem is, I have this little memory problem. Is it important? You'd better write it on a post-it and program it into my phone with an obnoxious alarm, 'cause I will never remember it. Is it inconsequential or embarrassing? No problem, mate. It's committed to the ol' hippocampus for life.
Blegh. Anyway, the kitchen is a delight. Rachel did a bang up job on the paint, Jacob put everything back together again — better than before — with his trusty Dremel, I did some stuff, and Ian made me this awesome spice rack to display all the stuff that fits in tiny jars (yeah, you won't find cumin on this baby — it's in the cabinet looking like a peanut butter jar full of pencil shavings).
Want to know how he made it?
How to make an incredibly above-average spice rack!
- Rescue a wooden cassette rack from the Goodwill pile in your garage.
- Scour garage sales for those spice jars your mom had 80 million of when you were a kid.
- Pull out some of the rack's long dividers (they will be vertically-oriented when you hang it) to make spaces large enough for your jars to fit in.
- Tape off the rack's outside wooden casing.
- Spray paint the guts black.
- Peel off the tape once the paint's dry.
- Screw the rack to the wall.