20 January 2013

January 13-20

I forgot to mention in one of my Christmas time posts...  Olivia won an ugly Christmas sweater contest (in her age group) at the Barhorst Christmas party.  This would be fine, except she wasn't wearing an ugly Christmas sweater.  She wasn't even wearing a Christmas themed shirt.  Poor Olivia won while wearing her cute little koala shirt.  :(  In her defense, she was the only baby/toddler that walked, so she kind of won by default.  She generously gave up her prize to a second cousin who was at least dressed in some sort of Christmas outfit.

Last Friday, tragedy struck.  My washer stopped spinning.  This doesn't seem so bad until you realize that I wash diapers twice a week.  And a load of towels every other day (since Olivia has been sleeping naked).  And clothes at least once a week.  Then it gets a lot worse to have a broken washing machine.  We tried to check and make sure nothing was caught in the basket, but washing machines are magical contraptions that cannot be taken apart.  All their screws are inaccessible.  We were out of town visiting Bryan's parents over the weekend, so Monday I called repair people, and by Wednesday our machine was fixed.  The problem?  Apparently the factory doesn't put locktite (glue, as close as I can figure) on after the nut that holds all the important parts in place.  I guess only about half the machines they sell have problems with things falling apart because of this.  As our machine was in that half, our pulley was loose and the belt fell off (at least, that's what the repair invoice says).  Luckily, it's an easy fix, and the repairman secured everything with locktite when he was done.  I threw in a load of diapers as soon as he walked out the door, and we were back on track.  :)

Shortly after moving into our house, we bought a coat tree to put near our front door.  Actually, I seem to remember carrying the coat tree in one hand and Olivia in the other, so it must have been a little later in the year.  Probably closer to winter, when our coats would have made an appearance.  Regardless.  We had a coat tree.  Several months ago, one of the branches on our tree broke off.  No problem, we have five more.  Then another one fell off last month.  And then suddenly, our branches were dropping off like leaves in the autumn.  We decided to replace our denuded tree with a much more practical coat rack.  Did you know that coat racks are incredibly hard to come by?  After searching area stores with no luck, Bryan said he'd make one.  We went to Home Depot to buy wood and lo and behold, they had an 8 hook coat rack that you can hang on the wall.  It would have cost more to buy hooks and make it ourselves, so we bought theirs.  It's less intrusive than the tree and looks like it should last longer.  I don't know why we didn't think of this in the first place, but I blame my family and their beautifully sturdy coat tree (that they replaced with 2 coat racks apparently sometime after we bought our tree).

Pictures:
Feeding Daddy loop soup:

Posing for a picture (and wearing a barrette again for the first time in ages!):

1 comment:

  1. Love your narrative pieces almost as much as your pictures! It makes me feel as if we have a visit every week...and that makes me happy!!! Grandma

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