Davidro1, the salesman told me that clean air was coming down but honestly, I didn't follow it up with him as to whether he meant from inside the hood or from outside as a function of air going up... If anyone has some engineering knowledge and wishes to follow-up on the mechanism, I will be very glad to hear back. Thanks, aprince. I clearly don't know about noise/power issues with 6" duct. As to fluorescent, yes, I would rather have warm white or neutral fluorescent than bright halogen that will generate heat and most importantly, will shine in my eyes. If I had the option of a deeper hood in which the lights wre recessed, then I would go for halogen. But, I want a low profile hood to open up the space. Carol08. It's worse than you think. I will soon have the cabinets in my LR (mind you, it's a condo) and the man who said he would demolish walls and ready the space is not answering his phone. But, I hear he does that until he finishes with the job at hand. I'm giving him till next week. I have worked for months to try to line up the ducks and it's totally futile in this area.

A couple of days ago I found that I could search my father�s mother�s family even further than I could his father�s, and that took me back to South Carolina on the French side of the family. I could go even further back on the father�s side if I wanted to contact my relatives in Switzerland, but I would have to write to them in German, as their English is not so good, for some reason. I might do that at some point; my German is very good, if not modern. Anyway, the other night I had a dream that I was going to a family reunion at some large house in the country, and I hardly knew any of the relatives there. I had a suitcase and traveling gear with me, and I set the suitcase down in the dining room or kitchen. More and more cousins kept arriving, and some of them seemed like sketchy characters, whom I felt I might not be able to trust. The house kept getting bigger also, until it morphed into a warehouse that had lockers in one of the hallways. I put my suitcase in one of the lockers for safe keeping but left my traveling gear in the dining room, unsure of what I should do with it. I thought I should keep some of it with me but was convinced that it was okay in the dining room. I ventured out into other rooms in the warehouse (it had multiple levels), and eventually I discovered that I could no longer find the lockers where I had stored my suitcase. I began to become nervous at this point but told myself that it was just a dream and that I would find everything when I woke up. However, when I tried to find the dining room with the rest of my things, I began to panic and became very lost in the warehouse, having no idea of where I was or where anything was. At that point I decided that I HAD to wake up, but when I did wake up, my pulse was racing, and I felt almost like I was having a panic attack. I can�t tell whether the anxiety was caused by my blood pressure medicine (which seemed to have the opposite effect) or whether it was from the virus I had that was coming back. To calm myself back down, I started reading again. Right now I am reading anthropology books at night to help get to sleep and I am currently in the Upper Pleistocene Epoch, which is one of my favorite periods, but it might be causing me to think too much about my ancestors. I found out yesterday that my health insurance will help pay for psychotherapy, and so I am thinking about looking for a therapist to see if I have issues that I need to resolve. They usually put me on more medication, but that might be okay. I think I have a chemical imbalance that makes me psycho sensitive to certain medications. It might also have something to do with what I eat. I'm not sure how much more I want to find out about my ancestors at this point - I'm sort of afraid they might come back to haunt me. My famaily has been in Texas since it was an independent republic, but that was not so long ago. Lars

I once had a flood in my basement when my clothes washer overflowed . Took me about four hours to drag everything out to the garbage. And that's what a lot of it was all along-just garbage. Brown paper bags I was saving, ratty old towels, stuff like that. The basement looked beautiful after I mopped up the water, and the lineoleum floor got washed in the process.

I'm really liking the idea of wrapping our new stainless Fisher Paykel fridge, as it is not a no-smudge model. In 5 years when we sell, all we'll have to do is remove the wrap and voilà, a perfectly clean shiny fridge. Yes, the Tardis would be fun, especially, as my DH suggests he could add a digital Tardis take-off sound when the door is opened...