A/C tea

Happy Father's Day!

This wish goes out to all the fathers and fathers-to-be on my friends' list, but most especially to my honey Philip. The boys and I mailed him a box with a few goodies and cards, but it was mailed too late for him to have it by today. Soon though, I'm sure. :-)

I was at work all day yesterday, of course, and when I returned home, Annie and the boys were playing outside. We stayed out there until just after 8pm, and then Annie left for the store as we came in and made dinner. Once dinner was cleaned up and the boys were in bed, I sat down for a minute at the computer. As I did so, it occurred to me that I was a bit warm... not sweating or anything, but I just felt oddly warm. I thought about getting up to adjust the air conditioning to a cooler temperature, but then I heard it running in the background.

I realized about 5 seconds later that although I could hear it running, I couldn't feel even the tinist waft of cool air on my skin -- and I was placed directly in front of the vent. I knew what that meant, so I jumped up out of the desk chair, skidded down the hall, turned off the system and yanked open the doors... to find exactly what I'd been expecting: a thin layer of solid-white ice coating about a foot of the A/C's pipes.

There's nothing left to do in that situation but keep the system off until everything is very thoroughly thawed. As Heather was coming over to scrapbook, I debated calling her to tell her that the A/C would be off for the rest of the night.* Once she arrived though, we opened the windows and the sliding door in the living room, and we scrapbooked in a pleasant breeze with no problems. The girl kitties even enjoyed a few hours of playful midnight romps in the backyard while we worked - something they *never* are allowed to do. I'm thankful that it happened during the night, when the house is naturally cooler anyway. I was able to sleep very comfortably with just a sheet and my fan last night (and that's saying something, since I am almost always burning up in bed with even the A/C going).

Unrelated to any of the above, I've found myself with a very upset tummy today. I haven't the foggiest clue why, but I've finally resorted to taming it with hot tea and milk. I've not had this concoction in more than just a few years, but it purported itself to be the most infallible cure I could come up with using staples already in the house (meaning I don't have any ginger ale here).

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* This had happened to us twice before, and we learned in those instances that the air must remain off for at least 8-10 hours to properly thaw everything; any less time, and the system just refreezes after an hour or two of restarting.

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I'm still feelin' sick-ish to my tummy. I was chatting with my sister on the phone just a bit ago, and I had to abruptly get off for fear that I might toss cookies at any second.

:-/