Like lots of folks, woke up to a cold house this morning. I think it was in the 30s overnight, but we'd been cooking yesterday, so the rooms weren't too chilly. Turned on the heat and the old problem, not reconciled yet, of the blower to the heater not shutting off and the pilot light not re-lighting. Gary went up in the attic to see about it, spent the day off and on working on it, figured out the part needed, went to the hardware to get it (a thermocouple), the kids and I prayed off and on, and yippee-ka-looga, he fixed it. Heater is working a treat. Didn't have to call a repair man, and we're all cozy tonight. And it's nice when the price of the parts needed don't make you cry.
Yesterday took fourth son back to the wrist doctor (we went earlier in the week as well) for a ganglion cyst he's got at the joint. Oldest daughter had one disappear a year ago. Seems she coincidentally took a hefty antibiotic for a tooth extraction, and by the time the prescription was used up, the cyst was gone. She'd had it for a few years, and suddenly it shrank and was no more. Wonder if the antibiotic was the solution. Our son is going the more traditional (and very expensive) route, and had it drained. We'll see how that works...maybe fine. Sure hope so since he's sunk so much money into it already, including an MRI.
So much non-news to share. And on it goes...
My mother-in-law enjoys watching the Duggars and since we have eight kids (not nineteen, and not counting), she figures we'd enjoy it. Well, frankly, they scare me, but the girls like to watch, but can't since we don't have cable anymore. So sad. Anyway, I see on today's news that another daughter of theirs has gotten married, so Gary's walking around singing to the tune of Mr. Rogers' 'Won't You Be My Neighbor?,' but has substituted the words to 'Won't You Be My Duggar?' We sort of worry for the boys who have married into that family. Not much independence in the situation. Jim Bob rules, though he probably means well. Shoot, he's the dad, he can rule. I do appreciate their consistency and belief system, I will say that, but they still scare me.
Must go now. Church tomorrow, altar flowers from us to our birthday girls (middle girl yesterday, oldest girl on Tuesday), and teaching Sunday School and keeping nursery. Taking next Sunday off. It's time for a long weekend with no obligations. Good obligations, but change is good. Needing a mental breath of air.
Take care, all.
