System Administrator Appreciation Day
It also happens to be The Husband's thirty-somthingeth birthday :o)
Friday, July 28, 2006
We spent yesterday running around searching for soccer cleats for younger daughter. Walmart, then Dick's Sporting Goods, then Kmart with no luck. Then Sassy Neighbor sent me back to WalMart and had me ASK someone this time. Not only did they have cleats, but they had PINK cleats.
And after all that a thunderstorm cancelled soccer practice last night.
Wilma insisted on being in the picture:
And after all that a thunderstorm cancelled soccer practice last night.
Wilma insisted on being in the picture:
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Update - Part 2
If you haven't read the beginning - scroll down to the previous post before reading this one.
So we went to bed on Tuesday night with a leak somewhere above the dryer in the basement. Overnight our 2 gallon bucket was filled with water and we *thought* we knew from whence the leak sprung. We were wrong.
Wednesday, The Husband went to work but he sent his parents over to help me out. Grandma kept the kids out of my hair (thank you, thank you, thank you!) while Grandpa helped me trace the leak. Well we discovered that it wasn't coming from the pipe that we thought. It appeared to be squeezing out of the floor and onto the pipe. Yes, really.
So Dad and I continued to try to track down the source. The dripping in the basement was now taking place nowhere near any pipes. And no, there are no pipes in the floor because the basement is unfinished and you can trace all of the pipes, yet we had a 6" circle of wet in the 100 year old hardwood.
Well, on top of the wood is asubfloor, then two layers of linoleum, then another subfloor then ceramic tiles. We wondered if the dishwasher might be leaking and pushing water out from between the layers of linoleum over to this spot in the floor two feet away (which, by the way, was literally spraying out of the floor and onto the pipe). Let's pull out the dishwasher and take a look. Great idea except we could only get the dishwasher out halfway (because the "hole" that it sits in is on the first layer of linoleum, a good 3/4 of an inch below the current floor). Now what? I know! Cut a hole in the cabinet so we can look behind the dishwasher! Umm, no water there. Now what? I guess we need to pull up the flooring down to the original hardwood.
So I pulled up the tile and Dad pulled up the top layer of subfloor and two layers of linoleum. That was the easy part because there was a piece of plywood almost the size of the stove so we didn't have to cut the plywood, just pull up the 27 nails. The lower subfloor was a different story. So I pulled out the Roto-Zip and started cutting. Slowly. Because I kept breaking bits. Then I picked up the saw and the bit fell out. For those of you unfamiliar with spiral saws (Sassy Neighbor...) that's not a good thing.
So I started calling neighbors looking for another one to borrow. Nobody around here seems to be home during the day.... Fortunately Builder Neighbor was home! And he has a Roto-Zip! And he agreed to take a look at mine. So I went over and related the story, including the part about how I thought the house was haunted by a water-dripping ghost. Well, not only did he come over to see for himself (and he agreed with me about everything - except the haunting part - but with him shining a flashlight at the leak and me looking at it from a different angle I finally spotted it - a pinhole leak in a pipe 6" below the wet floor. I thaked him profusely for his advice and time, but then he proceeded to replace my subflooring under the stove, replace the stove, push back the dishwasher and reinstall it. Then he apologized for not having his plumbing equipment at home (that's ok - The Husband needs to have some part in all this).
So as a 'thank you' for folks like that I usually make a loaf of beer bread or give them the mix (it's from Tastefully Simple and it's really good), but Builder Neighbor's wife is the consultant I buy it from so it probably wouldn't be the most thoughtful idea.
So here's a photo, per Jenny's request, of the mess in progress. I was going to take a few photos of the lovely holes I cut and the floor I was attempting to destroy, but Builder Neighbor got the kitchen cleaned up before I knew what happened! I still have to replace the tile in front of the refrigerator and thaw out the big ice dam inside that is the reason for that leaking. Oh, and The Husband still needs to fix the leaky pipe in the basement so that we can turn the hot water back on.
So we went to bed on Tuesday night with a leak somewhere above the dryer in the basement. Overnight our 2 gallon bucket was filled with water and we *thought* we knew from whence the leak sprung. We were wrong.
Wednesday, The Husband went to work but he sent his parents over to help me out. Grandma kept the kids out of my hair (thank you, thank you, thank you!) while Grandpa helped me trace the leak. Well we discovered that it wasn't coming from the pipe that we thought. It appeared to be squeezing out of the floor and onto the pipe. Yes, really.
So Dad and I continued to try to track down the source. The dripping in the basement was now taking place nowhere near any pipes. And no, there are no pipes in the floor because the basement is unfinished and you can trace all of the pipes, yet we had a 6" circle of wet in the 100 year old hardwood.
Well, on top of the wood is asubfloor, then two layers of linoleum, then another subfloor then ceramic tiles. We wondered if the dishwasher might be leaking and pushing water out from between the layers of linoleum over to this spot in the floor two feet away (which, by the way, was literally spraying out of the floor and onto the pipe). Let's pull out the dishwasher and take a look. Great idea except we could only get the dishwasher out halfway (because the "hole" that it sits in is on the first layer of linoleum, a good 3/4 of an inch below the current floor). Now what? I know! Cut a hole in the cabinet so we can look behind the dishwasher! Umm, no water there. Now what? I guess we need to pull up the flooring down to the original hardwood.
So I pulled up the tile and Dad pulled up the top layer of subfloor and two layers of linoleum. That was the easy part because there was a piece of plywood almost the size of the stove so we didn't have to cut the plywood, just pull up the 27 nails. The lower subfloor was a different story. So I pulled out the Roto-Zip and started cutting. Slowly. Because I kept breaking bits. Then I picked up the saw and the bit fell out. For those of you unfamiliar with spiral saws (Sassy Neighbor...) that's not a good thing.
So I started calling neighbors looking for another one to borrow. Nobody around here seems to be home during the day.... Fortunately Builder Neighbor was home! And he has a Roto-Zip! And he agreed to take a look at mine. So I went over and related the story, including the part about how I thought the house was haunted by a water-dripping ghost. Well, not only did he come over to see for himself (and he agreed with me about everything - except the haunting part - but with him shining a flashlight at the leak and me looking at it from a different angle I finally spotted it - a pinhole leak in a pipe 6" below the wet floor. I thaked him profusely for his advice and time, but then he proceeded to replace my subflooring under the stove, replace the stove, push back the dishwasher and reinstall it. Then he apologized for not having his plumbing equipment at home (that's ok - The Husband needs to have some part in all this).
So as a 'thank you' for folks like that I usually make a loaf of beer bread or give them the mix (it's from Tastefully Simple and it's really good), but Builder Neighbor's wife is the consultant I buy it from so it probably wouldn't be the most thoughtful idea.
So here's a photo, per Jenny's request, of the mess in progress. I was going to take a few photos of the lovely holes I cut and the floor I was attempting to destroy, but Builder Neighbor got the kitchen cleaned up before I knew what happened! I still have to replace the tile in front of the refrigerator and thaw out the big ice dam inside that is the reason for that leaking. Oh, and The Husband still needs to fix the leaky pipe in the basement so that we can turn the hot water back on.
Update - Part 1
It's been another eventful week and everytime I wanted to blog something we were offline. Our internet seems to be back finally - I think it's because Sassy Neighbor called and yelled at them :o) . Supposedly they've been upgrading our service - but after two weeks of upgrading (and a lot of down time) so far I'm not impressed.
I fell down about 5 stairs last week, but we're pretty sure I tripped on something and it wasn't an MS-related thing. Fortunately I didn't go through the plate glass door at the bottom of the stairs, but I was amazingly sore for a few days.
The Boy and Younger Daughter started soccer this week. We weren't impressed with the organization or communication! I had to email them to find out when it started and I later found out that the coordinator gave me the wrong time. Sassy Neighbor was never contacted, either, so it's not just me. Anyway, we have soccer Tue and Thurs until mid-October.
Our kitchen tile has been inexplicably cracking - particularly in front of the refrigerator. When I cut my foot on a piece of tile I decided it was time to pull it up and investigate. The subflooring was wet from water dripping out of the freezer. So I pulled about 12 tiles and we're planning on moving the fridge so I can pull up a few more then replace them with cheap tiles until next year's tax return arrives and we can put down Pergo.
The next day as I was working on the tiles some more, Older Daughter wend downstairs to reboot the laundry and came back with the news that the basement floor was wet. So I headed down to investigate. I located the leak (or so I thought)in a pipe above the dryer. I went upstairs to try to figure out if the leak was coming from higer up the pipe. In order to accomplish this I had to pull out the stove from it's corner and cut a hole in the wall. Fortunately, this was one of the few drywall walls in .the old part of the house (the rest is plaster). At this point The Husband returned from work and was greeted by children gleefully bounding out of the house with cries of "Hi, Daddy! Mommy's cutting holes in the kitchen wall!".
This story is so long I'll have to post more later... All you need to know right now is that we have no hot water - but it's much easier to deal with now when it's 90 degrees out then it was when our water heater broke on a Friday night during a blizzard.
I fell down about 5 stairs last week, but we're pretty sure I tripped on something and it wasn't an MS-related thing. Fortunately I didn't go through the plate glass door at the bottom of the stairs, but I was amazingly sore for a few days.
The Boy and Younger Daughter started soccer this week. We weren't impressed with the organization or communication! I had to email them to find out when it started and I later found out that the coordinator gave me the wrong time. Sassy Neighbor was never contacted, either, so it's not just me. Anyway, we have soccer Tue and Thurs until mid-October.
Our kitchen tile has been inexplicably cracking - particularly in front of the refrigerator. When I cut my foot on a piece of tile I decided it was time to pull it up and investigate. The subflooring was wet from water dripping out of the freezer. So I pulled about 12 tiles and we're planning on moving the fridge so I can pull up a few more then replace them with cheap tiles until next year's tax return arrives and we can put down Pergo.
The next day as I was working on the tiles some more, Older Daughter wend downstairs to reboot the laundry and came back with the news that the basement floor was wet. So I headed down to investigate. I located the leak (or so I thought)in a pipe above the dryer. I went upstairs to try to figure out if the leak was coming from higer up the pipe. In order to accomplish this I had to pull out the stove from it's corner and cut a hole in the wall. Fortunately, this was one of the few drywall walls in .the old part of the house (the rest is plaster). At this point The Husband returned from work and was greeted by children gleefully bounding out of the house with cries of "Hi, Daddy! Mommy's cutting holes in the kitchen wall!".
This story is so long I'll have to post more later... All you need to know right now is that we have no hot water - but it's much easier to deal with now when it's 90 degrees out then it was when our water heater broke on a Friday night during a blizzard.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Unplugged
It's been a fun week so far -- our phone line is out so they're sending a repairman on Thursday (so call our cell phones in the meantime), and our Internet has been sporadic (first available appointment is August 1st, but we ascertained that the whole neighborhood was out so they had it fixed today - as well as Sunday. Hopefully this repair will "take"). So I've felt a bit disconnected for the past few days.
Monday morning we took the kids to swimming lessons only to find out that it isn't swimming lessons.... Instead it's the summer recreation program. So they're doing that this week (9-12 every morning - yay!!) and two weeks from now and we still have to find swimming lessons.
There is yet another thunderstorm rolling in. Last night we lost power for 10 minutes and had a brownout later on (necessitating once again resttting all the clocks). I hope this storm will break the humidity, but somehow I doubt it. Sunday we actually had 100% humidity - I didn't think that was possible unless it's raining.
Monday morning we took the kids to swimming lessons only to find out that it isn't swimming lessons.... Instead it's the summer recreation program. So they're doing that this week (9-12 every morning - yay!!) and two weeks from now and we still have to find swimming lessons.
There is yet another thunderstorm rolling in. Last night we lost power for 10 minutes and had a brownout later on (necessitating once again resttting all the clocks). I hope this storm will break the humidity, but somehow I doubt it. Sunday we actually had 100% humidity - I didn't think that was possible unless it's raining.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Anybody want a dog?
I hurried the kids through supper tonight and then ran out the door to get them to VBS at 6pm (I still haven't decided if I like it in the evenings or not...). In the rush there was no time to clean up the table.
When I returned there was half a bratwurst missing. And the macaroni salad looked like it had been rifled through.
As I cleaned up the kitchen Shadow wandered in and stood at my feet (he likes to watch my feet when I'm in the kitchen in case I drop something). I looked at him and asked, "Did you eat my dinner??". He looked back and burped.
When I returned there was half a bratwurst missing. And the macaroni salad looked like it had been rifled through.
As I cleaned up the kitchen Shadow wandered in and stood at my feet (he likes to watch my feet when I'm in the kitchen in case I drop something). I looked at him and asked, "Did you eat my dinner??". He looked back and burped.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Home!
We survived the annual extended family trip to Knoebel's Grove Amusement Park. At first we were afraid of what the park was going to be like as they were flooded by a tropical storm a week before we left. Here are some photos taken by an employee of the flooding.
The floods happened on Wednesday and by Friday night they reopened. We were there the following Friday and if you didn't know there had been 4 feet of water over the entire park you wouldn't have guessed! They did an amazing cleanup job. One Kiddie ride was out of commission and the big pool was still muddy, but you could barely tell what had happened.
The campground we usually stay at was flooded as well but it didn't recover as quickly so two days before we left we had to find another campground with enough room for the InLaw's Fifth-wheel trailer, which meant being an hour away from the park. But it all worked out well.
Wilma came with us for her first camping trip (she did well in the tent and at the Amusement Park) and the other two dogs went to my sister's house. Wilma also got to visit with her previous family (my SIL's family who raised her) and was very excited, but she seems to know that she belongs with us now.
At the moment it's really icky out - 90 degrees and there are thunderstorms on the way (I know - you Arizona gals would kill for only 90 degrees!). I've been trying to do laundry from the trip but it's so humid that nothing will dry.
The floods happened on Wednesday and by Friday night they reopened. We were there the following Friday and if you didn't know there had been 4 feet of water over the entire park you wouldn't have guessed! They did an amazing cleanup job. One Kiddie ride was out of commission and the big pool was still muddy, but you could barely tell what had happened.
The campground we usually stay at was flooded as well but it didn't recover as quickly so two days before we left we had to find another campground with enough room for the InLaw's Fifth-wheel trailer, which meant being an hour away from the park. But it all worked out well.
Wilma came with us for her first camping trip (she did well in the tent and at the Amusement Park) and the other two dogs went to my sister's house. Wilma also got to visit with her previous family (my SIL's family who raised her) and was very excited, but she seems to know that she belongs with us now.
At the moment it's really icky out - 90 degrees and there are thunderstorms on the way (I know - you Arizona gals would kill for only 90 degrees!). I've been trying to do laundry from the trip but it's so humid that nothing will dry.
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