Moving On

Dad suggested we get a new boiler because the one we have is the one that was originally installed with the house. In the 1950s. He said we could do it for a good price because he'd be doing the majority of the work (he's such a handy guy, in case you haven't noticed). Basically it'd pay for itself in the next five years we're here because when we sell the house, people would see the [desperate] need for a new boiler and take it off the price they'd be willing to pay. So by doing it now for less, we'd save money and reap the benefits of a more efficient boiler. Then David had the awesome idea of converting from oil the natural gas. Dad took that idea and ran with it. He contact the gas company, hounded the guy, got them to install the pipe for free, ordered the new boiler, etc. Have I mentioned how awesome he is yet? He is. He's an old pro at this conversion thing, so I trust his expertise. He did this at Ryan's house last year and is the midst of finishing up the same thing at Rita's house. This guy can't sit still, is what I think it comes down to! So now we have all this loud trucks on the side of our house digging up the street, digging up our lawn, installing all these lines in preparation for the new boiler. The policeman overseeing the work the first day (we're on day three at this point!) was a guy from our church. Small world.

I went to the OBGYN yesterday. It's a different practice than the one I was going to when I was pregnant. This is the one that Yana goes to, because this guy is a certified homeopathic doctor as well as a board certified OBGYN. I was impressed with the entire visit, from beginning to end. Well not impressed with exam part, but who ever is? The office was so well organized, the patient rooms were beautiful, I talked with the dr in his office before and after the exam...everything was just so relaxed! Another thing that was relaxing? The fact that I'm six pounds less than my pre-pregnancy weight! I was surprised actually. I don't keep track of my weight at all (D is confused with the fact that we don't have a scale!), so the only time I'm weighed is at these yearly appointments. I was happy, though, because I feel great since starting our new way of eating and now I know it works because I'm always full, but I'm losing the unnecessary weight! Mom said that I should stop losing the pounds (I'm not trying to) and I kind of agree with her because most of my pants are too big for me now...oops! I think I've hit my optimum weight, though, so maybe a shopping spree is in my near future?! :)

We went to a wedding on Saturday. The son of one of our family friends got married, so the eight of us were invited. It was a fun family outing. Micah went to the ceremony, but we dropped him at Mom and Dad's where my aunt and cousin were more-than-ready to watch him for the evening. The reception was held at the Simsbury Inn (my uncle had his reception there almost twenty years ago) and needless to say everything was first class. Here are some pictures:

Date Night is this Friday night :). It's D turn to decide where we're going, although he has asked me numerous times where I want to go. We have a pile of coupons to places where we would like to go, so I'm sure we'll be sifting through those tonight. Micah will enjoy Grammy and Grandpa's house, when does he not? Pretty much anything goes at G&Gs (typical grandparents!) and they are so good about getting down and playing with him or doing things he likes to do (for example, playing in the car).

Okay, I guess I'll do another paragraph about Micah! So, the car. It's his newly found play toy and I think it's because he's facing forward in his carseat now. He gets to see all this cool stuff and when he's unrestrained, he wants to get at it. The other day, we were over Mom and Dad's and so were Ry and Yana. That means he had four cars to tour...and don't think he didn't. He went to each and every car, made his "struggling to get this open" sound (to which someone promptly opened the door), climbed in, and started "driving." Sounds dangerous, I know, but when you're watching him, it's not. His maximum playtime in there is about five minutes, then the watcher usually gets bored of sitting in there and tries to redirect him. Doesn't always work smoothly, but he gets the idea when car door is shut and you say, "All done!" It's fun watching him explore real life things and processing everything, every second.