On Thursday we had Service One come out to the house to do their annual furnace inspection and cleaning. The technician found some interesting things.
Since we were at work while he was here, he left his note about the work he did on the kitchen counter. Next to the note was a pile of 6 bottles of acrylic paint, 4 paint brushes, a battery, and a plastic ball. He noted that he dug all of these nifty items out of the BURNER COMPARTMENT of our furnace. Now, I don't know about you, but the words BURNER COMPARTMENT bring to mind images of fire. Probably not a good place to store your paint bottles, eh?
I was especially impressed when I noted that on the sides of the bottles of paint, it said "Highly flammable. Do not store near open flame." All the more reason to STORE IT IN YOUR FURNACE!!!
My box of paints is stored in a box in the top shelf of our shelving units in the storage room, so I have no idea how they found themselves inside of the furnace. My guess is the cat. Or I suppose the herd of boys running around these here parts.
I can just see the look of disgust on my guardian angel's face. She's probably totally disgusted she ended up with me for an assignment. Living with boys equals living in a danger war zone.
Showing posts with label Ray. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ray. Show all posts
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
It was an interesting day around here yesterday...
Omaha is typically a pretty snowy place in the winter time, but this year, Mother Nature waited until yesterday to send us our first significant snow fall. This was the view out my back door at about 1:00 in the afternoon:
So pretty don't you think! I was loving the snow (since we had the day off from school and I didn't have to drive in it) until we had to go out and shovel it. It was a very wet and heavy snow, and at about 7 inches at our house, it took me quite awhile. The upside was that Evan is starting to put some muscle on him, and for the first time he was a huge help in the snow removal process. Charlie really enjoyed taking his small, child sized shovel and flinging everything I had just moved back onto the driveway with alarming speed. I watched our neighbor's three teenage boys clearing their driveway, and thought "SOMEDAY!!!"
And unfortunately, this picture shows what used to be the end of my cat Ray's tail:
Evan was trying to shoo him out of his room, and thought he was all the way out the door. Apparently his tail hadn't quite made it. Luckily, most of it is fluff, but there was a tiny bit of the end of the tail skin that was taken off by the bedroom door when it shut on his tail. Strangely, Ray didn't make a peep when it happened. Evan made the horrific discovery on the floor, so we hunted up the cat, and it was bleeding a bit, but nothing terrible. Evan has always had a tremendous guilt complex about everything, so he bawled for the rest of the day, prayed to God for forgiveness, and begged of Ray to have mercy on him. I thought this was punishment enough, as it is apparent he will never forgive himself for hurting his favorite companion. And it wasn't a purposeful act either. Amazingly, the cat still seems to like us, even after his horrible day.
Maybe there is some truth to the whole Friday the 13th thing after all!
So pretty don't you think! I was loving the snow (since we had the day off from school and I didn't have to drive in it) until we had to go out and shovel it. It was a very wet and heavy snow, and at about 7 inches at our house, it took me quite awhile. The upside was that Evan is starting to put some muscle on him, and for the first time he was a huge help in the snow removal process. Charlie really enjoyed taking his small, child sized shovel and flinging everything I had just moved back onto the driveway with alarming speed. I watched our neighbor's three teenage boys clearing their driveway, and thought "SOMEDAY!!!"
And unfortunately, this picture shows what used to be the end of my cat Ray's tail:
Evan was trying to shoo him out of his room, and thought he was all the way out the door. Apparently his tail hadn't quite made it. Luckily, most of it is fluff, but there was a tiny bit of the end of the tail skin that was taken off by the bedroom door when it shut on his tail. Strangely, Ray didn't make a peep when it happened. Evan made the horrific discovery on the floor, so we hunted up the cat, and it was bleeding a bit, but nothing terrible. Evan has always had a tremendous guilt complex about everything, so he bawled for the rest of the day, prayed to God for forgiveness, and begged of Ray to have mercy on him. I thought this was punishment enough, as it is apparent he will never forgive himself for hurting his favorite companion. And it wasn't a purposeful act either. Amazingly, the cat still seems to like us, even after his horrible day.
Maybe there is some truth to the whole Friday the 13th thing after all!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Crusty
Have you ever had to try and clean out cat litter from your child's hair? It's not fun, and it's not easy.
When we got Ray, we decided to put his litter box and food in the storage room, which is right next to the boys' toy room. To allow Ray entry but keep the toddlers out, I put up a baby gate in the doorway, and just left the door to the storage room open. This has worked beautifully for the last month, but yesterday our monkey (otherwise known as Sammy) discovered he could climb over the gate. Being a kind brother, he must have shown Charlie how to do it too.
While cooking dinner last night, things got way too quiet. Quiet is not a natural state for little boys. It ALWAYS signals big trouble. I ran downstairs, found both little guys in the storage room, Sam with cat litter stuck all over his head, and both with open bottles of acrylic paints in their hands. Because God had taken pity on me, miraculously the paint did not get anywhere else but in the bottles. Thank you Lord!
Sammy's head is still a little crusty this morning, despite vigorous scrubbing last night.
Life is always interesting around here!
When we got Ray, we decided to put his litter box and food in the storage room, which is right next to the boys' toy room. To allow Ray entry but keep the toddlers out, I put up a baby gate in the doorway, and just left the door to the storage room open. This has worked beautifully for the last month, but yesterday our monkey (otherwise known as Sammy) discovered he could climb over the gate. Being a kind brother, he must have shown Charlie how to do it too.
While cooking dinner last night, things got way too quiet. Quiet is not a natural state for little boys. It ALWAYS signals big trouble. I ran downstairs, found both little guys in the storage room, Sam with cat litter stuck all over his head, and both with open bottles of acrylic paints in their hands. Because God had taken pity on me, miraculously the paint did not get anywhere else but in the bottles. Thank you Lord!
Sammy's head is still a little crusty this morning, despite vigorous scrubbing last night.
Life is always interesting around here!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Nice Weekend
We had a busy but nice weekend around here. Saturday was spent cleaning up tree debris at my brother's house, and cleaning up/sprucing up the yard he generally ignores. Evan and I then headed over to Hy-Vee to pick up a weather radio which Bill Randby then programmed for us because I am SOOO tired of this weather. Maybe we will be a little more prepared now. I also got to see meteorologist John Campbell up close and personal (I have a crush on him! Too cute!) Then I went home and mowed our own lawn and cleaned out the hot tub and refilled it. Exhausting, but nice to get a lot done.
Today we went out for breakfast which was a bit of a disaster as Charlie pitched a fit, but it was hard to be too mad at him since he is in the throws of yet another sinus infection, has had diarrhea as a result for the last three days, and has diaper rash so bad that he has blisters on his poor little butt. My parents came over after lunch and my dad and Jeff worked on some minor projects around the house while my Mom and I lazed in the hot tub for about three hours. Blissful!
Here are some pictures of our new adorable friend, Ray.
Today we went out for breakfast which was a bit of a disaster as Charlie pitched a fit, but it was hard to be too mad at him since he is in the throws of yet another sinus infection, has had diarrhea as a result for the last three days, and has diaper rash so bad that he has blisters on his poor little butt. My parents came over after lunch and my dad and Jeff worked on some minor projects around the house while my Mom and I lazed in the hot tub for about three hours. Blissful!
Here are some pictures of our new adorable friend, Ray.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Welcome to the Family, Ray
We did it. We took the plunge and adopted a cat from the Humane Society today. It has been about 10 years since I've owned a cat, but I am quickly remembering why I love them.
How did we know Ray belonged with us? Because when we went to the Get Acquainted room he sat completely still and very calmly while Sammy screamed "Doggy! DOGGY!!" and threw himself at him. He continued to sit still and be patient while Charlie squealed in happiness and "petted" him (aka slapped a little too hard). When Evan finally made his way through the crowd of toddlers, Ray licked my little Evan's face and started to purr. And, he made my husband smile and giggle, just like he was one of the little guys. In short, we fell in love in about 5 minutes. I loved how Ray made eye contact with me over my children's heads and seemed to say "These people are nuts, aren't they?" He understands me already.
He is completely black except for a white tip on his tail, with mysterious green eyes. I will post a picture once I get a few.
How did we know Ray belonged with us? Because when we went to the Get Acquainted room he sat completely still and very calmly while Sammy screamed "Doggy! DOGGY!!" and threw himself at him. He continued to sit still and be patient while Charlie squealed in happiness and "petted" him (aka slapped a little too hard). When Evan finally made his way through the crowd of toddlers, Ray licked my little Evan's face and started to purr. And, he made my husband smile and giggle, just like he was one of the little guys. In short, we fell in love in about 5 minutes. I loved how Ray made eye contact with me over my children's heads and seemed to say "These people are nuts, aren't they?" He understands me already.
He is completely black except for a white tip on his tail, with mysterious green eyes. I will post a picture once I get a few.
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