To Care and Not to Care

Oil heat, is, complicated.  Thing is,  you have to order a truck to come out and dump a whole heap of it in a tank that may be buried, like an egyptian sarcophagus,  somewhere in your property.  (oh, and the tanks rust and then leak toxic fel-oil into the bosom of mother earth, and then you pay 1000's of dollars for someone to come and take all of the contaminated dirt away and refill the hole.  fortunately our soil is clean.)long story short,  we saw the oil furnace that came with the house as a huge hinderance for being able to sell the house.  so we tapped the Downings expansive and deep network of friends to find a guy ho deals with HVAC, and we had these guys come in and exhume the relic from our basement so that the new hotness could come to abide.  big thanks to the guys at Sun Glow.   In case you didnt know or dont quite remember,  the dark glow at the left of the first photo is the old furnace The guys haulin it away.  R.I.P. dude. The new Hotness.

A sweet fisher paykel dishwasher at habitat for humanity. Should we get it or not? 2 drawer model so you don't have to do a full load every time, you can just load 1 drawer and run 1 drawer or both drawers at a time. a really smokin deal. posted from Bloggeroid

Got the fireplace fired up, watching some parenthood. Good times. posted from Bloggeroid

It seems many of the women folk want to know how two women could possibly live with sharing a kitchen. Here's how: Janell and I unpacked our boxes and set up the kitchen together. We started a couple of boxes to pack away with surplus stuff like extra dishes and glasses, but we ended up keeping all of our pots and pans in the kitchen. I can’t tell you Janell’s reasoning but I was (and still am) picturing a cooking extravaganza in which we would need all of them (and there’s a lot of them). Just the other day I decided we probably didn’t need five mesh strainers in the kitchen so I put them in an easy to get to cupboard in the basement, not a box, because we just might need them for the cooking extravaganza that I have been picturing. But yes ladies, we mixed all of our stuff. What’s ours is theirs and what’s theirs is ours. We both love our surplus of cooking wines, vinegars, and oils, and we have a plethora of cookbooks to now choose from! I gained a pasta machine and Jane