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Brrrrr…

I hate having to turn on the heat in the house. If there is one perk to living in Texas, it is the fact that we normally don’t need the heat. Whenever I turn it on, all the dust bunnies that have been snug in their USA made mattress in the heating system get fried to a crisp, and I end up sneezing and congested for days from the dust bunny remnants that are blowing through the air.

As I said, I really hate to have to turn on the heat.

I made it all winter last year without turning it on. Of course, living in an apartment made it easier – warm air rises, so I had the buffer of downstairs, upstairs, and next door neighbors to keep me warm. The few days the temps fell, I just snuggled up in my fuzzy socks and a sweatshirt, and I was just fine.

I can’t say the same thing this year. We live in a house now, which is well insulated. You can get redirected here for more information about the insulation.The walls in your home represent a far more exterior surface area than your floors or ceilings. Because of this the walls in your home present more opportunity for heat to be gained or lost. By making sure you insulate the walls of your home you are making a point to hide from the cold of the winter and the neat of the summer. When it comes to wall insulation make sure you consider the many insulating options and find the right insulation for your home and your pockets. Insulation provides resistance to the flow of heat. It is important to your home in order to make sure that energy is not being wasted by your HVAC system. Whether or not your basement is finished, in the process of being finished, or will never get finished it is important to make sure that it is insulated as well. An insulated basement can save you money on your energy bill while also providing a dry comfortable space. The exterior walls in your basement should be insulated. Even though you may not use your basement as much it is still connected to your home and the other living spaces in which cool or warm air is provided to. For example, I remember my basement always being so cold. If your basement is not insulated the cool air that is being blown into your home could make its way down to your basement. From there the heat from the outside will then make its way inside. The few cold days we have had this year haven’t been that bad, and only lasted for a day or so. Remember, in Houston, we define “really cold” as when it gets down to the 30s. This week, we weren’t so fortunate. The temps dropped the other night, and now it is COLD, COLD, COLD.

Yesterday, after realizing it was only 63 degrees in the house (remember, Texas…), I decided it was time to give in and turn on the heat. I checked the weather to verify that it will be cool for a few more days, so it is worth it to turn it on. I hesitated – I know the damn dust bunnies will get me – and then I went for it. I turned it on.

And nothing happened. No heat. At all. Even after being on for about 2 hours, nothing. So I turned it off. After all, I’m neurotic, so I started imagining that we were all going to die of carbon monoxide poisoning if I left it on. Instead, we are just on our way to being human popsicles.

Now I’m wrapped up in my blanket, my double-thick socks on my feet, wearing a sweater, with frozen fingers but a warm laptop, waiting for the heater repair man. Because just before Christmas, I wanted to have to pay for a service call. Let’s just hope for the best!

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Tha Shizzolator…

Go enter yo trickass URL at Tha Shizzolator and Snoop Dogg will traaanslate it from the shizzle to da shiznet, know what I’m sayin? [via Pamela]

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Geek Love

Is it Too Late?

I know several people that could use a RTFM Mug for Christmas. Do you think it’s too late to order them? Would I get them in time? How fast does ThinkGeek normally ship? [mug link via BytchinNY]

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Would You Like Some OCD with That?

I have quirks. Little things that some might say are OCD tendencies. Unlike Jenny, author of “The Devil in the Details,” they are not enough to bring my life to a grinding halt. They are just … strange.

– Whenever I get gas, I absolutely must end on a quarter of a dollar amount. $21.25, $21.50, $21.75, or $22.00. I can’t stop the pump at $21.63, ever.

– The margarine, butter, cream cheese, peanut butter, or anything else similar to that, must be level across the top. Smooth. No huge knife gouges into it. I will take the time to smooth it out if someone creates a huge hole in it. I can’t stand looking at it until it is fixed.

– When I’m at a restaurant that allows you to get your own drink, I have to get my Coke from the Coke tap furthest to the right. If there is only one tap, I’m fine. But if there are two, I have to use the one on the right. Always.

I’m sure there are more, but as I read Devil in the Details, I tried to focus on mine to see what issues I had. I told you mine … now it’s your turn to tell me yours!

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Media Consumption

The Devil in the Details…

Devil in the Details : Scenes from an Obsessive Girlhood Do you ever read something and wish throughout the whole book that you could like it more? That was how I felt through most of Devil in the Details : Scenes from an Obsessive Girlhood by Jenny Traig. I liked the book, but I wanted to like it more.

I think part of the problem for me stemmed from the cover art. I know that may sound strange, but my first thought when I received the book was, “Wheeee! ChickLit!” When I was first contacted about The Virtual Book Tour, I was told it was a autobiography, so I knew it wasn’t, but I’m a sucker for good ChickLit. The cover is cute and spunky and has that feel about it. Other people that have seen the book at my house this past month have said the same thing, so I know it’s not just me.

Then there was the matter of the descriptions on the back cover, which also lead me into the ChickLit reading mode: “Devil in the Details is hilarious, frightening, good-natured, and deeply moving all at once, a compulsively readable comic memoir that combines the bizarre best of Roz Chast and Dostoyevsky.”

I didn’t find it to be a comic memoir. Parts of it made me laugh, don’t get me wrong. Most of it made me feel very sad though. Sad that people get wrapped up in obsessive behavior. Scared that as a mother, my own child could someday be so wrapped up in obsessive/compulsive behavior that he couldn’t function in normal society. Not likely, but as he is reaching 13, the age when a lot of Jenny’s issues reached a new height of OCD, well – it’s a fear. (Hey, I never claimed to not have issues all my own.) I felt sympathy for Jenny’s parents, and how hard it must have been to cope with a child so overwhelmed with scrupulosity – where religious rules cast a shadow on everything she did, in a very crazy way.

To sum it up, the book takes us on a journey through Jenny’s teens, where she starts off dealing with annorexia, but moves on to scrupulosity, “a hyper-religious form of obsessive-compulsive disorder.” Basically, Jenny was Jewish, raised in a mixed religion household (Jewish and Catholic). Without any formal religious training, she finds her way to the religious laws of the Old Testament – and makes them her own. In a very, very extreme way. No longer following true Jewish customs, she finds herself having issues with where to sit, what to eat, washing her hands in an extreme ritual manner, and every aspect of her life regulated by the religious guidelines she has set for herself. Her life is crippled because of the scrupulosity, and she struggles to follow her own strict rules in the world as we know it.

I think that my mindset throughout the entire book was that it was going to be even more amusing, hilarious, side-splitting laughter inducing than it was. I will read this book again, trying not to think of it from that angle, and hopefully I will find more humor in it the second time around. For now, it was good – but not what I expected. It was much more thought provoking for me than it was comic.

There is some truth to the jacket liner notes – reading this book was heartbreaking for me. Maybe OCD is an issue that I am just overly sensitive to? Who knows. It is a fast read, and there are moments of amusement – especially the “Interstitial” sections, which contain informative essays on things like the “Guide to Proper Hand-washing Technique” and “My Sister’s Room is the Gateway to Death: a Two-column Proof.” It is a good book, and I would still recommend it – especially if the inner workings of an OCD mind are something you find interesting.

The fine print: This post is a part of The Virtual Book Tour, coordinated by Kevin Smokler. If you are interested in other reviews of this book, please visit the other sites in the tour, listed on my previous post or on the Virtual Book Tour site.