Repairman

A nice repairman came this morning to fix our sky angel satellite dish. The connections were corroded. He rewired them and it works very well now. He was young and in business for himself from Mason City. It just rained, poured, lightning really hard twice while he was here but he ran to the garage each time, he said, and didn't get very wet. that was good. He had a hooded sweatshirt on. Larry called when we got home from Mexican and said he would be at the hospital in the morning for my surgery. I know he wants to see John and Sandy, probably John especially. Dad was glad as we don't see him much.
There was a baby Robin sitting between the slats on the side of the deck when we got home. Dad thinks it is just learning to fly and he finally went out and pushed him off. He might have been stuck. That way the mother could feed him on the ground. Sure glad the mowing got done yesterday. Pat is going to let Holly out in the morning and then she and Melissa are leaving with the Girl Scouts by bus to Washington DC.

Waiting, Waiting, Waiting

Here I sit, waiting and waiting. The satellite disk repairman is supposed to come this afternoon anywhere from noon to 5 and it is already almost 1:30. Don't you hate it when they give you a huge chunk of time to watch for them? I just hope he can find the problem. It is our Dominion Sky Angel Dish and instead of a picture we have this screen showing a big error message. This has been going on for ages, and we finally had it and called in Wednesday. Now it is raining and I sure hope that doesn't stop him from coming and finding the problem. It is so irritating to try and watch a program when it keeps flashing off and on and more off than on. Husbands do not take this type of stress well. It's sort of like hiding the remote or having the batteries go dead on the remote. It's VERY irritating. Wish us luck.