More than sump pumps for Christmas. . .

     DeRay and I spent 3-1/2 hours installing the new hood over the new stove. Well, DeRay spent 3-1/2 hours. I was on call, working nearby for whenever I was needed. I ran up to get my camera, was way-laid a bit and when I went back down with my camera, the "installed" hood was on the floor. DeRay was nowhere to be found. Ed wouldn't tell me what happened. Our phones were out so I couldn't call his cell. Much later when Amy came up, she said it had fallen down while he was trying to secure it with more screws. It was a little more complicated than that. The screws went through to the cupboard above so he decided to put them in slanted. Instead of putting additional ones in, he took three out and the last one slipped so it fell on his head. He gave up and went grocery shopping.

 This is our old hood.

Hardly a match for our brand-new stove.

It never entered my mind that you could buy a new hood.

I thought it came with the house and we'd have to completely

redo the kitchen.

New ones only cost around $100.

 Gross.

Yaw. We've been living with that for 30 years.

This is our old glass-top stove.

Not a thing wrong with it.

It's the first stove we've ever discarded that all the burners worked.

They told us when we bought it that it wasn't good for canning.

We messed the flat top up early on.

RCWilley's delivers the new gas stove.

Goodbye old friend.

A hitch?

Of course.

They couldn't install the new stove,

because the gas line had been taken out

and the electricity was directly wired.

So it sat on our front porch

for a week or two

while Brooke and DeRay put in gas and 

a plug for the electricity.

RC Willey's comes again.

And we have a new gas stove.

Hood? DeRay.

Hood.

By now, I know they are available.

Eventually, he buys a hood for $134 from Home Depot.

For the second day in a row,

I hold the hood up with my head

while he puts the screws in.

(First day, 1/2 hour. Yes.)

He has thought about it all night

and figured out a solution.
I was on call while DeRay attempted
to install the hood in the afternoon.
I held it up with my head while
he drilled and tried to mount it.
When it was up, I ran upstairs to get my camera.
When I got back down,
the “installed” hood was on the floor
and DeRay was gone.
Ed wouldn’t tell me what happened.
Our phones were out so I couldn’t call DeRay.
Finally Amy and K’Leena came up
and said that while he was trying to put the screws in sideways
so they wouldn’t poke up in the cabinet,
it fell on his head.
So now we both have brain damage.

 And this, my friends, is what "under the hood"

is supposed to look like.

  

 GOOD JOB, DeRAY.

Check out that spiffy hood!

Meanwhile, it just keeps snowing and snowing and snowing.