Wednesday, July 18, 2012

A Nice Welcome Home

You all want to hear about the air conditioner, right?  I know.  It's too exciting to ignore.  Allow me to share.

A. turned it on the night before I got home, just to test it out.  And he found that it was pretty loud on the energy saver setting, because the condenser (or whatever--I'm fuzzy on the details) kept kicking on and off.  So he ascertained it was probably more practical to run it on the lowest "cool" setting instead.

He also decided to put it in the upstairs hall window, in the hopes it would cool all of our bedrooms enough for comfort.  It didn't seem fair that we should be cool and Cubby and the MiL should be sweating in their rooms across the hall.  As it turns out, our bedroom cools the least with this arrangement (whee!), despite being right next to the unit, and Cubby's room cools the most, despite being the farthest away from it.  Must be something to do with the draft from the stairs right in front of his door or something.

But even so, it was cool enough in our bedroom last night that I didn't have to have the fan blowing directly on me to sleep.  And considering it was still ninety degrees outside at 9 p.m. last night, that is saying something indeed.  I would have liked to have had the fan on, but I was afraid the baby would be too cool that way.  And a too-cool baby doesn't sleep very well.  Or rather, sleeps less than he would otherwise, which isn't saying much.  So no fan.  And the fact that I didn't actually need it was a welcome relief.

In other exciting homecoming news . . . The First Tomato has been consumed.  Oh yes.  AND, it's a tie for the very earliest First Tomato ever.  On this very date two years ago, I ate The First Tomato of 2010.  This year's first was, as always, a Stupice.  And I, as always, did not share.  I ate it secretly behind the cover of the enormous tomato plants while Cubby was busy pitchforking manure near the onions.  That's right--I don't even share The First Tomato with my firstborn son.  Or with my second-born son, but of course, he doesn't know what he's missing yet.

Anyway.  That's the news.  Over and out.


Drew @ Willpower Is For Fat People said...

When I read "the first tomato of 2010" I hear it in the voice from The Polar Express: The first! Gift! Of Christmas!

Anonymous said...

Have you tried putting the fan in the hall to direct some of the cool air into your room? Keeps it from blowing directly on you or the newest dear child.

FinnyKnits said...


Of your first tomato.

All of mine are still green and the plants aren't even terrifyingly huge.

I feel like the plants are taking their revenge for years of my complaining of their hugeness.

I'm glad, however, that you're enjoying your #1 Tomato Day. It's better than Christmas.

sheila said...

Charlie will get his share of 1st tomato via milk delivery system.

Glad the AC gave some relief. Looks like the next few days will have decent night time temps. I can sleep if the temp is in the low 60's at night. It's when the night temps are in the 70's and it's humid out that the house refuses to cool down even with window fans going at a full roar.