Okay okay it was me I broke Brandon’s computer.
No I really didn’t, but he is having a mental breakdown over here, and I wanted to give him some moral support.
In other news, there was a fire, I think, in the building I was having class in today. My professor seemed a little annoyed when the fire alarm was pulled. Apparently the possibility of charring one’s lungs isn’t a good enough reason to stop learning about acculturation. Hmmmmmmmmm….
The pictures are all up. I mean, all. We dug deep into our photo banks. Some of them are actually kind of, scary. Oh well.
For those of you who have followed our lives at all over the past six months you probably know our house is home to more than just Patti, Erik, me and the dogs. We also get exciting visits from mice and, our favorite, bats. After a summer of being terrorized by the bats we decided it’s not going to happen again next year…
Our solution? More than a case of clear caulk, a couple cans of Great Stuff, and some excitement getting tangled in black berry (prickers) and burdock bushes. Today was a perfect day to do it. The sun was out, the temperature wasn’t too cold, and best of all the bats had moved out for the winter allowing us to seal all the cracks in the siding without fear of trapping them in the house (and giving them incentive to find their way INTO the house.
Undertaking this project should also help reduce the drafts we feel throughout the long cold winters! (Maybe it won’t feel so cold in here?)
So, only time will tell. Hopefully we reduce the drafts in here (we’re also winterizing where we can and adding insulation and such) and just as important, if not more, we’ll be rid of our bat problems!
Our next projects? Cleaning the shed and getting rid of the mice that seem to think our walls are going to make a good home!
Oh yes, there will.
I start class again, tomorrow. What the hell am I thinking?
I really don’t have anything interesting to say besides the usual banter, which I myself am finding boring.
Life has still been unexciting. Brandon went with me last tuesday down to my dr.’s appointment in Wilke-Barre for my ovarian vein syndrome crap. The Dr.’s there were pretty bewildered that my previous Dr. would say sorry so sad there isn’t anything that can be done. They also told me that on my test results from my last Dr. that it showed my kidney was swollen. I guess in the land of kidneys, swollen isn’t the state to be. So I got to have an ultra sound done. I called today to see if there were any results, but I guess Thursday is operation day (should I sent flowers or a card in congrats? *rolls eyes*) so he was not in. His secretary left a message for him to call me back though, so hopefully he will.
On a funny note, we thought our dishwasher had broken. When I would turn it on it wouldn’t fill with water. It would just heat up. Brandon tore the whole thing apart, tested the voltage, checked for clogs, nothing. So he fought with GE over it since we were one day (literally) out of our warranty. They said sure fine we’ll fix it. Well the guy gets out here, and it turns out the nob was turned upside down. So when I turned it to what I thought was on, it was really the dry cycle. Oops. Erik likes to pull the knob off. Guess I didn’t put it back on right the last time. Hey c’mon it’s funny! Well me washing an entire full of kitchen dishes by hand wasn’t so funny, but I guess that’s what I get for not paying enough attention to what I’m doing.
So no progression on the halloween costume front. I’ve had a couple suggestions, booger for one from my lovely Uncle Joey. I’m sure in the years coming if Erik saw those pictures he would disown us. My friend Jen suggested we make him a Yankee player. I like the idea, but am having a hard time finding him any pants. I would like to get him a bat to go with the outfit, but he would hit people (not on purpose, he doesn’t understand that it hurts). I still don’t know if he’s quite old enough to be taken out. I have a feeling Brandon will end up eating all of the candy or whatever it is he gets. Lovely!
So 15 days and counting till I return to work. That is if they don’t take out both of my kidneys or something. 
One can only wish.
I love this picture btw. Drake is using Logan as a pillow. They are too funny.
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