Good Sunday morning...only 16 degrees at almost 9:30, but the computer says it is to get up to 40. But only in the 20's all week...29 on Friday...woo hoo! We did get a skiff of snow, but I guess the big forecast for snow got changed to tomorrow. Den took tomorrow and Tuesday off work (has a bunch of days he has to use up) but I doubt I'll be any more exciting than I have been...still weak today. Mikie, I see you've just popped on....I can think of very few things as frustrating as computers that don't perform. You shouldn't have to deal with all of that...unfortunately, I am of no help. Rock, sounds like you've had some interesting family dinners, etc. with Gordon's family. We have a friend who lives with his wife about four hours away, but they built a cabin near Gpa's other farm and got acquainted with him, then with us. This guy says his wife's family is the same way...at any kind of get-together, they all sit and talk among themselves and ignore him. That doesn't sound like any fun at all...he's a very talkative, friendly guy...never has met a stranger. My mom, and later, Den's dad used to have lots of bottles of oxygen sitting around. When my folks moved to our farm, they wanted to keep the same supplier. He used to deliver to their house, but our house was out of his territory. But I could meet him in a town (30 minutes away...where we do most of our shopping, etc.) and we would exchange empty for full bottles in a parking lot. Then I was very conscious on the trip back home of my "precious cargo", lol! Den's dad rented a "concentrator" with a special attachment (I forget the technical term) and we could refill a couple sizes of bottles ourselves. But if we used the really big ones (had them on hand in case electricity went out and we couldn't refill the smaller ones) we had to take them to the office and exchange. Gpa's supplier was so generous...they let him also have a portable concentrator (an older one that they didn't rent out) to keep at our house for when he visited, then at his other house after he moved in with us...so we didn't have to transport the bigger, more expensive one every time he went somewhere else for a couple of days. It was never handy, but we got along okay. When he died, that was one of the sounds we really missed...the concentrator running all the time. But we had ran his hoses through the ceiling instead of having them lying all over the floor...they just dropped down at certain points where he usually sat and he could attach the ends to his little bottles. Pretty slick... Sun, it would be nice if you could find an older, house trained dog. They are so much company...but can be a lot of work at times, too. I don't think I would want to train a puppy right now, either. The kids even rehomed their two dogs...just too rambunctious with the four little kids. They kicked the dogs outside to the kids fenced in play area, but then the kids couldn't go in there to the swingset, etc. I think they just had the wrong breed of dogs and not enough time or energy to properly train them. Judy, how sad about the lady who blew herself up. Gpa's respiratory doctor told him a few horror stories about people burning themselves badly...I think it was when I told on Gpa about trying to weld or use a torch (when he still lived at his house and would go out to the shop.) He would just try to hold his canula out of the way...could have still done a lot of damage... I guess I'd better get dressed and at least pretend I feel a little better. Hi to everyone...Star, I really miss hearing from you. I hope you are doing okay, but understand if you aren't up to posting. Take care, everyone...for us in the cold states...winter can't last forever.