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Ack! The lightbulb in the kitchen burnt out. I can’t reach it to replace it, either. I’ll have to wait until Jay gets home and get him to do that, he’s taller than I am.

Dayle is going mental right now.

The landlady called to ask us if we wanted some firewood, since one of the trees in our front lawn fell over during the snowstorm last week. The city came and chopped it up for us, and now there’s all sorts of wood in the lawn. *sigh* Free wood, and we still don’t even have a grate for our fireplace, so we can’t use it. I’ll bet that would warm me up in no time.

2 Comments

  • Anonymous

    February 12, 2001 at 11:16 am

    Sandra says

    We also have a fire place but also needs parts bfore we can actually use it.Fire places do give out a nice warm feeling and they are so cozy and romantic.Good idea for v-day.

    • Anonymous

      February 12, 2001 at 10:35 pm

      Re: Sandra says

      agreed – the flames are rather hypnotic. I always have to remind myself NOT to stick my hand in the fire, because yes, it will actually bring great pain. it’s not fair that something so pretty can hurt so much….. and that is a GREAT segue to Valentine’s Day, eh? 😉

      -jinx