I recently purchased a Heat Surge with Amish made fireplace surround. It is supposed to heat your room and allow you to turn your furnace down. Don’t believe this sales pitch. It is a LIE!!!! My $29.95 from K-Mart space heater does a better job of heating a room than this $300 fireplace.

This company has taken out full page ads in major newspapers. They give you 48 hours to get their discount two for the wonderful price of $298 plus shipping and handling. I’m so glad I only bought one. It looks great. It’s nice to have the look of a fireplace in the room. It does not give off enough heat to make it worth while to run.

I’m going back to my space heater. I will be able to keep my thermostat lower with it running. I will be plenty warm and if I have a house full of company I will plug in the fireplace for that homey feel. I will not expect it to put out any substantial heat.

So, if you are considering one of these heat wonders from Heat Surge, please reconsider. You can buy a lot of space heaters for $300, and you might only need one or two. It’s a big purchase for the Amish built fire surround. I could have driven 30 miles away and had one built to order by the Amish that would look much nicer than this.

Stay warm all.

I live in an old farmhouse with a Michigan basement (that means you enter the basement from the outside of the house similar to Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz). Since I moved in here 20 years ago there has been a mouse problem. Well this year the little critters decided they were going to take over. I got wise to them and set two electric traps(battery operated). Sure enough I caught one. One would think that would end my problems.

NOT. It seems I caught the momma mouse and she’d already had her babies. Did I mention she nested in my bedroom. Yuck! I found the first baby outside my bedroom door, the second tried to make it out from under my bed, and the third was in front of my dresser. Then the smell started. Yep there were more in the nest and I hadn’t been able to locate the nest. I moved into the living room to sleep in the recliner chair confident I’d find the nest, get my room in order and life would get back to normal.

That was three weeks ago. I am still sleeping on the recliner. I have torn up my bedroom. It took six days to discover she had nested in my dresser. Obviously I didn’t use that drawer much.

The nest and smell are gone, but I am sick of the mice. This seemed like the time to take control. Dad put corn soaked in cyanide in my basement for the little buggers. I am cleaning and pitching (something I probably should have been doing all along). I plan to finally tear up the carpet and put down a wood laminate floor. I’m also going to tear up the spare room, paint and put the wood floor there and in the hallway.  In the meantime, I am working, exhausted, and still tearing up the house.

So, when all is said and done, I’m sure I’ll have a little old lady who could not part with anything in one of my novels. I have first hand knowledge of what that is like.

Ta-ta for now