I have gone on and on about our old house. There are a hundred (or more) tings wrong with this place and we are working, slowly but surely, through most of th big ticket items. The house has a great fireplace with a huge chimney that is, unfortunately, not in great shape. I don’t think it is going to fall down anytime super soon, but we’ve been told by chimney-folk that burning a fire would hasten its failure, what with the expansion and shrinkage and all from the temperature changes.
Speaking of shrinkage, I can’t say the word without thinking of this:
Anyhow, until we get around to fixing the chimney, we won’t be burning any fires. But gee whiz, on days such as these, sitting around a warm fire surely sounds nice. Our house is a little short on insulation so heat is pretty precious around here. In lieu, of a real fire though, we have devised a new scheme to allow us to enjoy our own little “fire”.
When we get a hunger for hotdogs, we fire up the portable utility heater. It is mostly safe and makes for a mean wienie roast. Marshmallows work pretty well too though they smell worse when they fall onto the heating coils. The best part about it is that there is no smoke to contend with as we gather round…
When Emily feels like a cup of hot cocoa, we don’t have to fool with heating a pot on top of the wood stove. Oh no, we simply break out the hair dryer and let it blow! She can have lukewarm cocoa in a mere 18 minutes!This entry was posted in Family, Fun and tagged fire place, Fun, warmth by warren