Running Red Momma

Maybe you are just sitting there wondering what is that house doing?  Well, here is your chance to say nope I would never do that or, hmmm that looks like a lot of fun. A mess of years of wiring and junk Old houses have old wiring?  Yes they do!  We were told it was pretty good.  It wasn't.  We (not me, but people I know)  have pulled and reinstalled wire.   That is part of the mess from the adventure.  The utility box has been moved downstairs as well. Basement framed and new plumbing! oooh shiny new duct work--only exciting if you live in a 100 year-old house Yes, the downstairs you wonder.  That giant dirt mess , has allowed us access to do all sorts of great stuff.  We do have four walls now.  We also have a floor.  That happened a month ago.  It also gave us the ability to update plumbing and duct work.  We had no vents under windows, which made all sorts of cold spots.  Of course, ...

I finally faced my fears and got a mammogram.  I believe in being proactive about health. However, I feared the pain of the test.  I walked in and was shown my gown and locker for the exam.  Minutes later, I was ready to show the girls.  There is no uncomfortableness with the disrobing.  Instead,  I faced the steel and glass machine and thought, "I fear you more than a dentist's drill."  My fears were actually truth based.  The attendant efficiently grabbed my breast and began smashing/pressing my breast trying to get enough tissue to fit in the machine.  I thought, this would be a good time to have a nice rack.  Instead, she mashed and squeezed them with the machine (COLD, COLD!).   Phewww,  I thought I was done until required to do another angle.  It was over quickly.  I looked down to see red lines engraved from SHOULDER to MID-CHEST!  I was an x-man for breast health.   So,  go face your f...