Ok, I'll admit it. I have trouble deciding that it is my bedtime. I'm a night owl. The house is quiet. The night seems endless. There are so many hours before the next day that seem waisted if I just go to bed. There is so much I want to do. I want to sew, crochet, read, talk with my husband, put pictures in albums, read blogs, check etsy, organize my junk drawer....
Last night was my night to spend alone time with my oldest daughter. We play rummikub and then crochet while we watch Supernanny. Well- supernanny was interrupted with the Elk River/Otsego tornado so we sat and looked at etsy listings for awhile when the power went out!!! Nice that my computer has a 2 hour battery- but for some reason we decided that even though it was 10- a reasonable time to go to bed- we needed to collect all the flashlights, light some candles and play more rummikub.
Husband comes home from his meeting to tell us we cannot crochet by the candle- such a party pooper. We send "Lollie" (youngest daughter's name for big sister) off to bed and sit and talk for awhile- waiting for the lights to come back on. We can't go to bed while the electricity is off. Somewhere around 12:30 we decide that we might have to go to bed without our nightly edition of mythbusters or Law and Order. We get ready for bed, don't flush the toilet, (gross), we are just drifting off and I hear the buzz of the electricity flowing back into the house. Instead of a reassuring calmness- I'm zapped with this intense brightness and noise!!!!!!AAAAAAhhhhhh!!!
All the lights in the house are on- including the 3 in bedroom!!! The radio, the lights, the monitor, the printer, the microwave, the computer....... They all give their little restart beeps and toots to let us know we have returned to civilization!!!
and so we can after all fall asleep learning about geese flying into jet engines......
another late night.
Thankfully tonight God sent me an email telling me it was time to go to bed...... I better listen. I'm a little late already.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
When the day starts out like this....
"KRISTA!!!!!!!!!"
"KRISTA..... CAN YOU COME IN HERE!!!"
Did I mention that it was 5:30 AM !!!! After only 3 1/2 hours of sleep this is still the middle of the night!!! My husband (name to be chosen later) is yelling for me from the bathroom. I happily arise from my slumber to discover that he has chosen to shave his head and is upset because he has just experienced the ice cold water coming from the shower because apparently the gas tank is empty and we no longer have warm water. (But we do not know this yet.) I help him get rid of the hair that is sticking to his back and neck and climb back into my warm bed.
Only to come across the note in the kitchen 3 hours later... "Call Goco-we are out of gas." Well at least we know why we didn't have warm water. Goco delivers liquid propane to our house- more frequently in the winter, not so much in the summer for obvious reasons. One call to Goco reminds me that they have sold out to another company which lets me know that I did not return their contract that they sent me last week so because of that they will charge me a $75 fee for a special trip and $30 for a leaks test because we are out of gas and it is state law to do the test" Welll.... what a nice howdy do for a new customer.
After a convincing conversation of "Didn't Goco tell you what customers were on keep fill- like us? We didn't empty out the tank in the time the contract was sitting on my desk"... it is only suppose to get to 30% before they come fill.
I go back to the kitchen to check on the littlest boy- named Punchee for having a strong left hook at the ripe age of 2 weeks- eating all the leftover cereal milk- did I say eating, I meant drinking from all the bowls on the kitchen table from the other crazy kids. Nice mess.
I smell gas
I'll get to the point
7 calls to a friend
4 calls to city hall to find a Fire Fighter that could bring a meter out to the house
several attemped evacuations (should I open doors, should I answer that call, should I grab Lil Crazy Lady's blanket...
1 Fire Fighter with little experience comes
2 Lakes Area Gas People Come
Several calls from husband
1 Appliance guy comes
several calls from fire fighters
and we have a small gas leak in the valve to the stove- which caused the horrible odor from the empty LP tank. Because of low pressure the tank was emitting a lot of vapor- and was coming out the leak in the stove. We have the gas turned off to the stove. Thermador gets no points from us!!!
WHEW!!!
What a morning!
Thanks friend, thanks gas people, thanks firefighters, thanks husband, thanks appliance guy
no thanks thermador
"KRISTA..... CAN YOU COME IN HERE!!!"
Did I mention that it was 5:30 AM !!!! After only 3 1/2 hours of sleep this is still the middle of the night!!! My husband (name to be chosen later) is yelling for me from the bathroom. I happily arise from my slumber to discover that he has chosen to shave his head and is upset because he has just experienced the ice cold water coming from the shower because apparently the gas tank is empty and we no longer have warm water. (But we do not know this yet.) I help him get rid of the hair that is sticking to his back and neck and climb back into my warm bed.
Only to come across the note in the kitchen 3 hours later... "Call Goco-we are out of gas." Well at least we know why we didn't have warm water. Goco delivers liquid propane to our house- more frequently in the winter, not so much in the summer for obvious reasons. One call to Goco reminds me that they have sold out to another company which lets me know that I did not return their contract that they sent me last week so because of that they will charge me a $75 fee for a special trip and $30 for a leaks test because we are out of gas and it is state law to do the test" Welll.... what a nice howdy do for a new customer.
After a convincing conversation of "Didn't Goco tell you what customers were on keep fill- like us? We didn't empty out the tank in the time the contract was sitting on my desk"... it is only suppose to get to 30% before they come fill.
I go back to the kitchen to check on the littlest boy- named Punchee for having a strong left hook at the ripe age of 2 weeks- eating all the leftover cereal milk- did I say eating, I meant drinking from all the bowls on the kitchen table from the other crazy kids. Nice mess.
I smell gas
I'll get to the point
7 calls to a friend
4 calls to city hall to find a Fire Fighter that could bring a meter out to the house
several attemped evacuations (should I open doors, should I answer that call, should I grab Lil Crazy Lady's blanket...
1 Fire Fighter with little experience comes
2 Lakes Area Gas People Come
Several calls from husband
1 Appliance guy comes
several calls from fire fighters
and we have a small gas leak in the valve to the stove- which caused the horrible odor from the empty LP tank. Because of low pressure the tank was emitting a lot of vapor- and was coming out the leak in the stove. We have the gas turned off to the stove. Thermador gets no points from us!!!
WHEW!!!
What a morning!
Thanks friend, thanks gas people, thanks firefighters, thanks husband, thanks appliance guy
no thanks thermador
Blogging Real Time
My first attempt at a blog was fun...but I had trouble coming up with enough supportive data to each topic I wanted to discuss in a monologue. So as ideas and topics come to mind I will continue to use my 30,000 words blogspot to express my self- but I found myself laughing at many "bloggable" momments in a day so I decided to start a blog about the theatrical events that occur in my awake hours.
Enjoy!
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