November held some unexpected blessings for us.๐๐๐
We had not one, but both water heaters in our house crap out on us. Luckily, both were still covered under manufacturer warranties. So it didn't cost us anything to replace them other than the time it took John to take them out, deal with the warranty stuff, and install new ones. Not having to buy two new water heaters = huge blessing.
A month ago, our car reached the mileage point where it was time to have the transmission fluid changed as part of regular maintenance. At the time, I thought this is too expensive, we aren't having any transmission problems, we should wait to do this, but I went ahead and did it anyway. Soon after it started making weird noises and vibrations that could not be ignored. We took it to our mechanic, he said the transfer case was bad and it would cost $3,000 to fix. For some reason the transmission fluid change expedited the demise of the transfer case. Ugh!Ugh!Ugh!
However, a little research and again we found this issue was covered under the warranty we got from Mazda when we bought the car. We took it to the dealership and they replaced the transfer case for us at no cost. We had 1,000 miles and 3 months left on the warranty. So glad I went through with the transmission fluid change. Had I waited, our warranty probably would have been expired. Can you say tender mercies? Another huge blessing!
Oh and a hubby who knows how to take care of all these things = huge blessing!
They say these things come in threes. I'm really hoping the water heaters each count as one and with the car we have reached our quota๐
I hear rust is the latest fashion...
Homemade orange glazed donuts for family night๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฉ
Morning selfies with Quentin๐
Porter discovers an effective way to make a cookie crumb crust for Thanksgiving dinner๐
Funny conversation I overheard between Quentin and his friend Paige the other day.
This may officially be his first Quentin-ism.
Paige: "My dad let me ride shotgun in his car one time."
Quentin: "Oh yeah? Did you shoot yourself in the eye with it?"
Remember this little piece of artwork Quentin left on my wall this summer?
Yes, I stuck a frame around it. After all, it is a portrait of me.๐
And finally, Zeke turned one year old. We may call him Satan, Butthead, Zeke-avirus, Zekeoppotomus, and lots of other not nice names when he's being dumb, but we really do love him. Okay, I really love him, John pretty much just hates him, but he loves me, so he lets me keep him and I can handle that.๐พ๐พ๐พ
Happy Birthday Zeke!