Showing Some Love .....

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.