I would really love to complain, but I'd much rather have things breaking than have sick girls like I used to whenever Ryan travelled in the past. So, what's broken?
First is my van's tires. I have a handy tire pressure monitor on my fancy new van that tells me when the tire pressure is off on my tires. Nice right? Yeah! Well, before Ryan left the light came on. We figured it was due to a change in outdoor temperatures. But the light was still on when I took Kaylee to the zoo on Tuesday, so I figured I better use my manual pressure gauge and check them. They were all low; the front two being the lowest. So yesterday I pumped them up with our handy-dandy air pump. All was well...so I thought. This morning when Kaylee and I headed out the light was still on. I have yet to check the tire pressure manually...I'm waiting for the tires to cool, but they look low to me. Oh well. I'm due for an oil change anyway, so we'll just have our mechanic check the tires out too.
Second is the washing machine. It's not a major, must buy new machine, problem. Actually when I write what it is you might say, "Is that it?" One of the selector knobs broke on the washing machine. Unfortunately, it is one that once it is broken, the washing machine will not turn on. So I hunted around and found a new knob. I really dislike it when shipping costs more than the object you are buying...so this $4 knob is costing me $12. But, that's a lot cheaper than a new washing machine...which I'm sure is only a few years down the road since this set is 10 years old.
Third and last is the toaster. It was a wedding present. This morning, Kaylee was cooking her breakfast (a boston creme pie toaster strudel...yeah, I know!) and the toaster burst into flames! I had a feeling it was on it's way out since it was getting more smoky than usual and I cleaned the tray out and that didn't solve the issue. But the house smells, Kaylee's yummy strudel is black, the bottom of the cabinet has soot all over it, and Abby had a major fit! These Vizsla's do NOT like the smell of anything smoky. She runs and hides whenever Ryan grills. So, she is our living smoke detector. But she was not happy at all this morning. And even though I've had the windows open for a couple of hours now...she is still bothered by the smell. I can't smell it anymore, but she can. Poor doggy! So, Kaylee and I went out and bought a new toaster this morning.
But yes, like I said, I am not writing this to complain...I'd much rather have things breaking than have to clean up sick girl messes. I do wonder though....what's going to happen when Ryan spends two weeks in Spain...hmmmm....
Kaylee's breakfast:
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Now that's toasty.--Mom
Hmmm. At least you didn't catch your couch on fire.
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