Friday wrap-up

Okay. Miranda had a good night and is sleeping in like a little lazybones this morning, which is great. Little thing was just pathetic...so sick.

All day yesterday I kept trying to flip the switch and get the gas fireplace to turn on. It wouldn't. So I finally got fed up and called the repairman. Again. He's been out to my parents' house and was just here two weeks ago for a fan repair. He also adjusted my second fireplace and told me it was just a heat sink, but I don't use it much, so that means I don't care much.

Of course, as soon as he got here today, the fireplace in question turned on just fine. Over and over again. He said it was an electrical connection and tightened that up somehow. How embarrassing...with all these house calls, he's going to think I'm after him or something.