Our water has had an offensive rotten egg smell. It is something rather common in this area; the water has a high content of hydrogen sulfide in it. So we had a water filtration system put in and at the same time replaced our 27 year old hot water tank. In the spring we had put in a submersible pump and replaced our 26 year old cold water tank.Saturday, March 13, 2010
Water Problems
Our water has had an offensive rotten egg smell. It is something rather common in this area; the water has a high content of hydrogen sulfide in it. So we had a water filtration system put in and at the same time replaced our 27 year old hot water tank. In the spring we had put in a submersible pump and replaced our 26 year old cold water tank.
Spring has Sprung
These little flowers have sprung in my back yard. The yard faces south, there is no snow so the ground is toasty warm and my bulbs and perennials are springing to life!Sunday, March 7, 2010
Emma's Back from Windsor
Emma returned home today from a week in Windsor with Jack. She left Windsor yesterday at 0550hr. and arrived in Moncton at 1158 today. She was a tired girl.She had a great week and talked the whole drive home. There was no worry that I would fall asleep at the wheel for the drive home. :-)
Via Station Moncton
Tunnel from Windsor to Detroit
The Renaissance Center in Detroit
She saw a NHL game in Windsor
She has lots of stories and interesting experiences (my favorite so far is her adventure crossing the border into Detroit and the people (American) at the hockey game)New Great Niece
Abigail Miriam Therese Andrewsborn Feb. 25, 2010
to Katie and Ben.
She missed my birthday by less then 2 hours :-(
Vinyl Cafe Story Exchange
"Shoveling Snow"
by Ben Broderick from Duncan, BC
Last winter, like most of the country, we got a lot of snow.
Having spent a great deal of time in the Prairies and in the north, I am fond of this weather and everything that comes with it – including shoveling snow.
One night after work, in the middle of one of our large snowfalls, I went to work on my driveway. When I shovel our driveway, I usually do our neighbour’s across the street and sometimes the folks beside us too as our neighbours are older than us and not as keen on snow shovelling as I am.
But this year after the first big dump my enthusiasm for the second one was a little below standard. As I was looking, forlornly, at the snow deep on the driveways across the street and beside me, along came a couple of young men keen for an opportunity to earn some money. I knew I had one more driveway in me after my own was done, but not two. So I hired the young men to shovel my next door neighbour’s driveway, on the condition they not tell my neighbours I had paid them to do so.
The kids did a pretty good job, the younger a little whiney, but the older guy was a great worker.
As I knew he would, my neighbour came out to find out what was going on on his property. At first his approach was rather challenging. They told him, as per our agreement, that they were doing the work as a free community service.
When I was done my own driveway I moved across the street and found the going a little heavy there so when they were done I gave them some more money to help out again on the same understanding that they were just a couple of young people doing good things.
We parted company with three driveways done, and with me feeling very righteous over both paying the kids and refusing all credit.
A few days later, my neighbour, who is less than enthusiastic about the quality of modern youth, displayed a heart-warming change of attitude when he saw me in the street. He told me that two of today's wonderful young people had come and shovelled his walk without being asked and without asking for a thing. It was a wonderful testimonial to today's young folks he said, something I had never heard him say before. I felt doubly righteous. This feeling of smug comfort lasted a couple more days until my neighbour’s wife mentioned to me that her husband was so pleased with these young men that he gave them $20 for their work. The little buggers never said a word about that to me!
That pretty well put an end to my righteousness!
by Ben Broderick from Duncan, BC
Last winter, like most of the country, we got a lot of snow.
Having spent a great deal of time in the Prairies and in the north, I am fond of this weather and everything that comes with it – including shoveling snow.
One night after work, in the middle of one of our large snowfalls, I went to work on my driveway. When I shovel our driveway, I usually do our neighbour’s across the street and sometimes the folks beside us too as our neighbours are older than us and not as keen on snow shovelling as I am.
But this year after the first big dump my enthusiasm for the second one was a little below standard. As I was looking, forlornly, at the snow deep on the driveways across the street and beside me, along came a couple of young men keen for an opportunity to earn some money. I knew I had one more driveway in me after my own was done, but not two. So I hired the young men to shovel my next door neighbour’s driveway, on the condition they not tell my neighbours I had paid them to do so.
The kids did a pretty good job, the younger a little whiney, but the older guy was a great worker.
As I knew he would, my neighbour came out to find out what was going on on his property. At first his approach was rather challenging. They told him, as per our agreement, that they were doing the work as a free community service.
When I was done my own driveway I moved across the street and found the going a little heavy there so when they were done I gave them some more money to help out again on the same understanding that they were just a couple of young people doing good things.
We parted company with three driveways done, and with me feeling very righteous over both paying the kids and refusing all credit.
A few days later, my neighbour, who is less than enthusiastic about the quality of modern youth, displayed a heart-warming change of attitude when he saw me in the street. He told me that two of today's wonderful young people had come and shovelled his walk without being asked and without asking for a thing. It was a wonderful testimonial to today's young folks he said, something I had never heard him say before. I felt doubly righteous. This feeling of smug comfort lasted a couple more days until my neighbour’s wife mentioned to me that her husband was so pleased with these young men that he gave them $20 for their work. The little buggers never said a word about that to me!
That pretty well put an end to my righteousness!
Too Early
Look what I found the last weekend of February peeking up through the ground......toooooo early. The winter has been so mild and the snow is going quickly. I can walk throuigh some of my perennials gardens which is unusual for this time of year and I suspect they think it is spring and will start growing.....time to wake up....but it's toooo early.Saturday, March 6, 2010
Time for a Change
The bet is on. I have decided to go my natural hair color.....which at my age is "GRAY". I went for a hair cut yesterday and my hairdressers eyes almost fell out onto her cheeks. She said "Are you sure you want to do this?" And as she was cutting my hair she commented, "We'll see how long this lasts!" Funny. Paul has made the same comment, "I'll see how long it is before you change your mind or you'll go gray and then out of the blue you'll start coloring again." Yes I know I did this ten or more years ago and yes I went back to coloring my hair and yes history may repeat itself but only time will tell.
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