So, I took Senor Ping's advice and gave that whirlybird ventilator some hugs. There I was, up on the roof (thinking about the Drifters for some reason) giving my love to an out-of-round noisy ventilator. Well, I succeeded in quieting it down a little, but not enough. As soon as the wind picked up, the old complaints started anew. There my sweet baboo was, thirty feet below, just waiting for her chance to catch me should the wind push me off. Well, after two more trips up to the roof and one to the local Home Hardware for a new ventilator, the deed was done. Love may conquer all, but this cost an additional $54.00.
Let me tell you, even for us battle-hardened Canadians, it was COLD up there! The temperature was actually quite mild (-6C), the sun was shining brightly, but that wind made working with bare fingers very unpleasant. I'm so glad I didn't take Dad's advice and become a roof shingler.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Thursday, January 11, 2007
That thing on the roof...
We seem to have survived the blizzard of the past couple of days without too much harm. Luckily we have a guardian angel living in the house down the street. Yesterday morning, after the driveway and sidewalk had drifted in with foot-deep snowdrifts, I heard the sweet sound of a snow-blower. Yes! It was in OUR driveway! Thank god for Ernie and his snow-blower. I must take him a tin of popcorn balls!
Another sound I heard was the grinding and rattling of that whirlybird thing on the roof that is supposed to keep your attic cool in summers. Apparently the bearings on the wind-driven rotating shaft don't last forever and now someone must get up on the roof to change the little sucker. I'm thinking that with six inches of snow on the roof and a temperature of -26C out today, that tomorrow (or maybe next week) must be a better time to do that. I'm also looking for some advice as to how I might convince my sweet baboo (aka Roni) to get up there and change that ventilator.
Another sound I heard was the grinding and rattling of that whirlybird thing on the roof that is supposed to keep your attic cool in summers. Apparently the bearings on the wind-driven rotating shaft don't last forever and now someone must get up on the roof to change the little sucker. I'm thinking that with six inches of snow on the roof and a temperature of -26C out today, that tomorrow (or maybe next week) must be a better time to do that. I'm also looking for some advice as to how I might convince my sweet baboo (aka Roni) to get up there and change that ventilator.
Thursday, January 4, 2007
Phone your Mom/Grandma!
In case anyone has forgotten, your Mom's birthday is on Saturday. As our two students need to go back to school Saturday, we're heading to N.B. tomorrow afternoon to celebrate the big "85"!!
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