We’re oh so close to walking out the door! We’re heading to Greensboro to spend the night and we’ll catch our flight bright and early tomorrow morning. I can hardly believe that the time has finally come.
To all my Phoenix friends… see you SOON!!
Kickin’ tail feathers in this thing called life!
We’re oh so close to walking out the door! We’re heading to Greensboro to spend the night and we’ll catch our flight bright and early tomorrow morning. I can hardly believe that the time has finally come.
To all my Phoenix friends… see you SOON!!
Here are a few things that I’m looking forward to (in no particular order)…
This past week I’ve taken all three kids to the dentist. It had been awhile since their last visit. Ok, ok it’s been a long while - and it was Beans’ first visit. The appointments yielded some amusing comments from the kiddos.
I’m sitting here listening to my daughter memorize a Norwegian table prayer. Isn’t that what your kids do every Christmas?
We have two cats, a brother and sister. Neither my husband nor I grew up with cats. In fact, we’re more what you would consider “dog people”. But we have kids…. and those kids batted their eyelashes and said “pretty please” and now we have two cats.
I’m so glad we paid an arm and a leg for oil heat.
It was 71 degrees today.
Next time Murphy calls I’m hanging up on him.
We have heat! I can almost hear the angels singing!
Major kudos to my dad for suggesting our long-term solution. He said we should call the gas company and find out if we could get a line to the house. We did - and we can! Now we can have a gas pack installed which is cheaper and more efficient than a heat pump. Rah-rah! In the mean time we called the oil company. Luckily we’re close to their home office and they had a truck swing by to deliver the oil before closing for the weekend. Hallelujah!
Did I mention that we don’t have any heat at our house? We don’t have a fireplace or wood burning stove either. Want to guess what this morning brought? Mmm hmm. Snow.
The sleepover was a smashing success. Both girls are still talking about it.
And I’m still finding items left behind.
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What’s the equivalent to not having air-conditioning during the summer in Arizona? Why, it’s not having heat during the winter in Virginia!
We’re living in an older home that uses oil and a gianormous furnace to heat the house. We have a large oil tank in our basement and the only method to measure the oil level is to knock on the tank and guess how full - or empty - it is. Problem is our tank is walled in so we can’t even knock on it. We did the only thing we could think of. We cranked up the thermostat and enjoyed the heat for as long as the oil lasted.
Notice that’s past tense. Last-ED. It ran out. We can now almost see our breath indoors. My hubby made some calls and our best deal is $309 for 100 gallons (the minimum delivery). Not too bad until you realize that *might* last a month. Add in the cost of electricty to burn that oil…. Not such a cheap heat source.
We’re running around the house bundled up tighter than an Eskimo. Meals are planned around foods that require the oven. Chores are done according to which room has the space heater at the moment. Fleece has become our best friend. The heated towel rack given to us in Arizona has now come in handy to warm up the kids’ clothes in the morning.
The hubby has lined up appointments for the rest of the week with various companies to get quotes on a new a/c unit WITH a heat pump!
All I care about is “when can you install it?”
I got invited to my very first girlfriend event since we’ve moved here. A gal from church invited me to join her at a scrapbooking night at a neighboring church. Finally! A night out with other women AND a night being creative. In the course of our emails back and forth I found out that her hubby would be working late and her son had a sleepover so she would have her daughter with her. Our daughters have become fast friends at church so I thought it would be a great idea to invite her to stay at my house to play with my daughter. Why stop there?? Why not invite her to spend the night?? Yea! Fun! Our daughter’s first experience with a sleepover at her own house. Great idea.