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4062. jexster - 12/12/2007 3:53:08 AM T'filled...there's a MOTE APB out on your butt ya know 4063. arkymalarky - 12/12/2007 4:51:34 AM Thank you, Thoughtful!
We started ours in November, and even down here it wasn't a good time. It was bitterly cold at the end of December, but luckily we hardly lost any days on building. Here it's important to avoid the rainy times, if possible--which is a big IF. Building in spring will be so exciting and fun. Bob and I were talking just a couple of days ago about what it felt like to stand on the subfloor of the second floor before it was even framed. He'd never seen their land from that vantage point in all the 40 years he'd been here.
I wouldn't do it again, but I wouldn't do anything differently or undo it. And y'all have planned so carefully going in you won't hit some of the obstacles we did. Fortunately we had no major snags after firing the first carpenter, but we were very lucky. 4064. judithathome - 12/12/2007 2:34:42 PM get one of the reusable electrostatic filters that are supposed to only need a hosing down to clean them and are advertised to last for 'years'.
As with most things promised, this one fails to come through. Try replacing "years" with months...after boit three wash downs, it's useless. We purchased one, which was was more expensive than the $13 ones we'd been getting every few months, thinking just like you...a one time expense as opposed to every other month expense...it would pay for itself and then some!
We were careful with it and it lasted from fall into the winter but the first time after the winter use that we washed it down, it just fell to bits. I guess the heat degraded it too much or something. So maybe get one and use it as long as you can...you might have a different experience. If not, don't say you weren't warned!
Hey, Thoughtful...been missing your "calendar" pictures!
4065. judithathome - 12/12/2007 2:37:14 PM "after boit three"...ha! Sounds so Canadian! That should be ABOUT. 4066. alistairconnor - 12/12/2007 3:06:08 PM The heating people are supposed to have started installation at my place this morning... If nothing went wrong, e.g. the new doorway collapsing when the tenant took down the scaffolding. I wasn't there to look.
I finished the concrete on Sunday night, then on Monday the heating man told me they would be carrying the new furnace through the new doorway on Tuesday, and I said no you won't... give the concrete an extra day.
So with a bit of luck we will have heat for Christmas!
And I will have a fun job for the Christmas holidays : breaking up the slab the old furnace was on, digging out another half ton of earth and granite, and laying a new slab for the wood-pellet silo. 4067. judithathome - 12/12/2007 3:35:30 PM Why can't you just use to old one for that purpose? 4068. alistairconnor - 12/12/2007 3:41:32 PM Cos it's about 2 feet too high. The point of digging up the floor of the cellar, apart from any fortuitous archaeological finds, is to increase the volume of the silo. It's 2 metres by 2 metres, and adjustable in height. By lowering the floor by 50 cm, I might be able to store enough wood pellets to get through a mild winter without a refill. 4069. judithathome - 12/12/2007 4:22:47 PM Oh, I see...so, have you found anything interesting yet under the dirt? 4070. thoughtful - 12/12/2007 11:24:11 PM Just for Judithah, December:
Afternoon Sun
 4071. wonkers2 - 12/12/2007 11:53:42 PM Nice pic. Good to see you back. We (the Cap'n and w2) were worried about you. 4072. thoughtful - 12/14/2007 3:57:22 PM Concerned,
Hubby found a dealer in our state that carries both econar and water furnace and the dealer said the econar is a better system. So we'll do some comparisons for price, efficiency, etc. At least judging by the web site, the econar are certainly more informative if nothing else. 4073. jexster - 1/5/2008 10:10:06 PM My Balinese blue point Son of Thunder (aka SonnyTheCat) turned 19 in October
Frail but my God what a big mouth..complains that he's hungry when his dish is full..complains if I don't pick him up immediately on demand, complains if I don't want him to sleep on my arm at night.....
A Chart here...
Towards the End: From Feline Old Age to Pet Breavement
If we hadn't been together since he was 10 weeks old, I'd have strangled the old fart
19-22 years - 92-100 years - Amazing.
That he is 4074. arkymalarky - 1/6/2008 2:04:02 AM If we hadn't been together since he was 10 weeks old, I'd have strangled the old fart
Probably has thought the same about you. ;->
I hope the rest of his life with you continue to bring you both joy.
4075. jexster - 1/6/2008 4:42:13 PM Thanks Arky...knock wood, he's grown old most gracefully. When a guy hits 90, he is entitled to whatever he wants. That's why I am being so hard on Wonkers. So little time 4076. wonkers2 - 1/6/2008 6:41:37 PM Jex, I hesitate to let the air out of your tires, but we have a little mongrel hep cat named Sparky who is 21. Even money could beat the shit out of your "Son of Thunder." 4077. jexster - 1/6/2008 8:33:13 PM He share your walker?
A pit bull wandered through the open door of my apartment a few months back....Sonny chased him down
He's MY child. The Son of Thunder 4078. judithathome - 1/6/2008 10:54:37 PM Harley is just hateful enough to live to a ripe old age. She has that yakking thing down pat.
4079. thoughtful - 1/8/2008 12:42:50 AM 2008 calendar cover
And January photo
 4080. judithathome - 1/8/2008 12:56:49 AM Beautiful!! 4081. thoughtful - 1/8/2008 1:21:46 AM Thanks J@H.
This year's calendar is all sunrise shots...I called it "Comes the Dawn"...special meaning given the losses I've suffered recently. While the poem was written about divorce, I find it meaningful for losses of all kinds...I especially appreciate the final two lines.
After A While
(alternate title - Comes the Dawn)
After a while you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul,
and you learn that
love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't mean security,
and you begin to learn
that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up
and your eyes ahead,
with the grace of a woman,
not the grief of a child,
and you learn to build all of your roads
on today because tomorrow's ground
is too uncertain for plans,
and futures have a way of
falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that
even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.
And you learn that
you really can endure...
That you really do have worth.
And you learn and you learn...
With every goodbye you learn.
by Veronica A. Shoffstall
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