eastowners

Several of my fabulous friends have tried commenting on our site, and have questioned the site asking for you to register when you want to leave a comment. This is our way to keep spammers away from our site….as we have had problems with that in the past with our guest books & previous blogs and would like to keep the spammers away. If you’d like to comment on our site (and I would love to have you do so) you do have to register or put your log in name in for you to leave comments. Even if you have a Word Press account already, you still need to register a new account as it’s for our site only…..we are using word presses software to blog in, not their site. It’s a bit of a pain, but for right now it’s our way of keeping tabs on who’s viewing our site & to keep the spammers from putting things up here we don’t necessarily want on here…..bear with me….my husband works with security issues for work.

Yesterday I blogged about tackling some things around the house. I’m happy to announce I accomplished those things (well except the floors, but that was an extra ), and even got a good portion of Harry Potter read. Unfortunately I used the square box in our bedroom that broadcasts kids shows as a bit of a babysitter…..but it assured that I was able to sink deeply into the world in which Harry lives. I’m really struggling with this book…..it’s the last in a great series and I don’t want it to end. In a way I don’t want to know what happens to Harry, but I so want to know. Hopefully this morning while I’m waiting for our fridge repair man I’ll get some more read. The fridge…..ah yes, well actually it’s our freezer. About a week and a half ago Brad came home to a melting freezer, and water on the floor. He did his best to try to figgure it out, cleaned the coils, and to no avail it still freezes and melts in an odd cycle of sorts. So, through the assistance of our owners manual he found the website for repairs of our fridge, and I am waiting for the guy as I type. I really hope it’s a cheap part that he can replace today before I leave for Clare’s swim lessons…..however it’s never like that is it?