Moving to an LED world

When we moved into the house, we bought a lot of Philips 100-watt equivalent dimmable CFL bulbs. A few have gone out and we have learned that no one sells 100-watt equivalent dimmable CFL bulbs anymore. Since we do not want to replace our lamps and switches we need to switch to LED bulbs. Which, as of now, generally are dimmable. The problem is that they are very expensive; it now takes $25 or so to get a light bulb. The benefits are more lumens (light) for the energy used, faster turn on, and better lifespan.

CFL bulbs promised crazy lifetimes when they came out. They are better than the old incandescents. They go for years instead of a year. But not as much as the advertising would leave you to believe. Hopefully the LEDs will go longer.

The only reasonably sized and reasonably priced 100 watt LED dimmable lightbulb is the Philips 19-watt A21. So we bought a pair for our living room. The light quality is about the same and they seem a bit brighter. We also got a lot of Philips 10.5 watt BR30 flood light LEDs for the basement since they were on sale for about $10. They are far brighter than the old CFL flood lights.

I did a quick little comparing of the old CFLs versus the new LED floods. Both use about 10 watts of energy.

Old bulb:

New bulb:

Looks about the same, right? Well, not quite. The new bulb required an exposure 15 times faster than old bulb to look the same to the camera. So, for the same energy, we get a lot more light.

Most expensive soap ever

A year ago Christmas, I got a soap making kit. Not the dangerous kind that involves lye, a very simple kind called "melt and pour." Basically it is like buying a huge block of soap in bulk, nuking it in the microwave, adding fragrance, color, and bits of things to exfoliate, and then letting it resolidify. Turning soap into soap. Not rocket science. Not even real soap-making. (Bear with me, this is going to turn into a house issue soon.)

Because I am running out of fancy soaps, I thought last night would be a fun time to try this out, finally. I melted the soap base, ground up some oatmeal (to make it exfoliating), and added some essential oil that I got with the kit. I've worked with essential oil before - as a kid even. And I theoretically know the rules - it's strong, so you shouldn't let it touch your skin undiluted. You should add it with a dropper in small quantities. But there was so much soap that I decided to just pour a tiny bit in, rather than add it with a dropper.

The bottle doesn't have a spout. I dribbled a little oil down the side. I didn't think that something that goes into soap, lip balm, face products, hair products, etc. as a natural fragrance was that bad. I stirred everything together and poured the soap into the molds.

I cleaned and wiped down the counter. It dried.

I noticed I missed a spot.

I wiped again. It dried again.

I  RUINED THE SURFACE OF OUR COUNTER TO MAKE CHEAP SOAP!!!!

Not really sure what to do. I recall that when we bought the house they said our countertop is made of Silestone (can't seem to actually verify this - there are no brand markings stamped on or anything). Even reading the website makes me think that this essential oil should be fine and should never have caused this much damage. Silestone is pretty resistant to everything and has very few warnings. Here's one I can find: "Do not use paint strippers, caustic soda, or products with a ph of more than 10." I obviously can't test the ph of the product but apparently I should have categorized it up there with paint thinners. Checking the internet for similar problems yielded nothing. Everything that comes up when searching for essential oils and counters and sheen (or something similar) covers making a natural cleaner with water and essential oil.

We're going to try this next, but I have major doubts that it will have any effect (and even if it does, won't it be temporary?):

Loss of sheen on the surface of the Silestone countertop may be due to the use of products (waxes, sprays, sealants, etc.) to try to bring out its lustre, although these products lose their effect over time. This lack of sheen therefore has nothing to do with the original mechanical sheen of the product when it leaves the factory. To recover this non-natural sheen, a multi-purpose furniture spray that is suitable for the countertop can be used.

So yeah, not a high point of my weekend. And honestly I'm a little afraid to use the soap, knowing how potent the fragrance is. I'm scared I put in a little too much since I was so imprecise with adding it. And after seeing what it did to the countertop, well....

Most expensive soap ever. Sigh...

Winter is coming...

Not the season, the tree. When grandma and grandpa promised our baby a tree for Christmas, I knew exactly what kind of tree to get - a Winter King Hawthorn. A name that really does sound like it's coming right out of Game of Thrones. All hail the Winter King! I'd read about them in some home improvement magazine and they seemed perfect:

• Maximum heights of about 35 feet, so nothing too giant
• Robust and resistant to disease
• Generally able to survive owners with bad gardening skills
• Lovely white flowers in the spring
• Red fruit that birds love to eat in the fall
• Peeling silvery bark in the winter

Sounds perfect, right? Hawthorns usually have big thorns (which certain birds use to impale their prey) but I'd read that the Winter King didn't. That was a bit of a mistake - turns out they don't have the big thorns on most hawthorns, but they may have some:

"In addition to all of its beauty and ease of culture, ‘Winter King’ does not have the long, sharp thorns that its wild cousin does.  Although it is not always completely without, the thorns it may possess will be small and few.  So if thorns are your concern, do not be concerned with ‘Winter King’.  Although without the thorns, you won’t get the very cool loggerhead shrikes either."

Not a huge problem though because Hawthorns don't make good climbing trees. So the tree that arrived today, which is a true Winter King, does have some thorns, but not many.

Even better (for busy new parents) - grandma and grandpa paid for delivery and planting. The nursery arrived first thing this morning and got to work. We'd already figured out where we wanted it and used our local 811 service to make sure that we weren't at risk of bursting a pipe or breaking a power line. The root ball wasn't as big as we feared and we probably could have planted this ourselves, but it was nice to have pros do it and give me some tips along the way:

They checked with me to make sure the tree was oriented correctly (we set it so that the larger branches should grow out to the sides, parallel with the house and the street). They mixed compost in the soil as they planted it:

They showed me that we should keep this trough structure to be able to touch the root ball and assess dryness and also because it makes a well for water. In addition to the info sheet that we received, they walked me through all the watering suggestions (2 minutes of hose time each morning for the first 3 days, then 2 minutes of hose time during the hot summer) to help this hawthorn get established. Then they added some mulch on top (keeping the same trough structure):

 Ta-dah! This sweet little girl has her very own tree now!

Odd Inspiration

We finally got around to something that was on our notional to-do list for a few years - paint the front door. The black was a faded dingy not-so-black. And the dark color trapped so much heat between the storm door that opening it in even a 65 degree sunny day was a blast from a furnace.

I've taken many walks around the neighborhood to try to find inspiration but never could settle on a color. And I recently found my inspiration in the oddest place:

A cute outfit I bought my baby last weekend in the loveliest soft blue-green immediately made me think of what a beautiful color it would be for our front door. And this weekend was the perfect time to do it - warm and cool enough that we could keep the door open and dry enough that we wouldn't have to deal with humidity slowing down the time between coats. 

So armed with a pair of 3-6 month-old pants, I set off off the paint store. We usually stick to Sherwin Williams but a few blogs I read recommended Benjamin Moore, so we decided to try them instead. I purchased a quart of Aura for exteriors after the woman at the store told me that, even though I was painting a light color on black, it was guaranteed to cover in two coats with no primer. Also bucking our usual policy of buying a few sample colors, I compared a few of the paint tiles and picked a color within 5 minutes. Can you guess which?

I went for the second tile from the left on the bottom strip, Sea Mist Green. I almost chickened out and went for the more muted, grayer Covington Blue (top right) but decided against it.

Meanwhile, D was busy removing the hardware from the door:

You can see how much the black had faded from where it was covered by the door pull:

And so the painting began. Since I usually do the jobs that requires a brush and a steady hand, D watched the baby and assisted (and took photos) while I did the work. First, cut in and fill in the panels, doing my best not to create drips:

Then the inner cross beams and then the outside. Here it is after one coat - they were not kidding when they said Aura would be able to cover up the black.

Here it is all finished the next morning with the hardware back on (even though we could recoat a within a half hour - we waited until just before bed to put the hardware back on to really let the paint dry).

The only problem is that whoever painted the door black painted the inside edge of the hinge side black as well:

See it there, with a little of the new aqua where I let the brush go around the corner?

I was planning to use a little artist's paint brush there to cover the black today, but we realized it might look weird with a little strip of aqua paint visible on the inside of the house - the black mostly looks like a dark shadow. Ideally this edge would be white, but we don't have the original white paint used on the door and we learned once before that getting the "right" shade of white is important. So we're just going to leave it black for now until/if we paint the white door and all the trim.

And so ta-dah - here's our cheery door, all for only $25 of paint and a couple hours of effort:

Our New Science Oven

Thank you, American Hustle*, for giving me a new name for our fancy new microwave. When our last "science oven" broke, we wasted no time in hunting for a new one. We did continue to use it, opening and shutting the door carefully and trying to not stand too close or directly in front. But obviously that was a very short-term solution. The following weekend, we went out to a local appliance store to see what they had (the same day, actually, that we went to see American Hustle - one has to take advantage of a baby-free day out).

We discovered right away that we did not like the fancy new dial wheel interface. So the trip was worth it just to find that out. We are apparently old fogies that want a good old fashioned number pad (much easier to enter higher numbers in than spin to them, and let's face it - if I wanted to defrost something I would just set it to 5-10 minutes on medium power and not use the fancy auto settings). The problem was that the nicer microwaves had the wheel and so we were stuck with the basic ones without bells and whistles in other areas like fancy enamel interior and powerful vent fan. After consulting with the salesman, we also decided against a convention oven because we have a convection toaster oven and it just didn't seem worth the extra price. We've done just fine without convection for years.It was $200 to deliver and install, otherwise we would have to pick it up at the store when it came in. Not too bad, but we wanted to check our other options.

It was immediately evident that Home Depot had better options. I wanted to support a smaller store but they just could not compete. We ended up choosing a GE one, PVM9195DFBB, that met everything we were looking for - easy-clean enamel interior (an upgrade from our last microwave), number pad, 4 vent fan speeds (we couldn't find how many cubic feet per minute our old microwave vented, unfortunately, so we couldn't use that to compare and just looked for a slightly higher number, 400 cfm on the one we chose vs. 300 cfm on the basic-level model). It was, of course, more money than the one we would have chosen at the local place, but that was because at the local store we would have picked the one without enamel interior, smaller interior space, and less-powerful fan simply to have the number pad.

The icing on the cake - free delivery to the house OR $100 for full install. Yes please.

And so today was the big day and paying for installation was so worth it. Two professional guys who actually knew what they were doing took about 45 minutes from start to finish, so imagine how long it would have taken us. Step one, pull out the old microwave:

It was a trusty appliance that, according to the manufacture date, was installed in 2002 or 2003, so it lived a good long life. A Whirlpool something or other that seemed to have next-to-no online presence.

 Then they removed the mounts:

Unpacked the new microwave and installed the new mounts:

 And then put in the new one:

 Ta-dah! They even set the clock and tested the fan and light.

See the pretty enamel interior? It's supposed to be much easier to clean and scratch-resistant than the standard white interior. And failing that, the darker color will make it harder to see the gunk.

The fan sounds more powerful but the vent intake is smaller, so that isn't great. None of the pictures online had a picture from this angle. But hopefully the (at least seemingly) more powerful fan will compensate.

*American Hustle clip drops an f-bomb or two, just so you know.

A healthy dose of radiation?

OK blog readers, no lurking now - I need help. It seems in my unobservant, post-baby sleep-deprived state, I failed to notice that our microwave was cracking. D mentioned it a few weeks ago as if I couldn't have missed it. And of course after he pointed out a few small cracks, the situation devolved into major disrepair. We are holding on a piece with two kinds of tape...(actually there was only a crack part of the way through, held together with one piece of tape last time I looked - and tonight when I went to start heating something, I noticed that it must have broken more when D used it and now it's pretty much totally broken off...)

Because really, it's a microwave - pretty hard to live without (I did it once while studying abroad - it involved reheating everything by frying it in oil). And so we continue to use it. But is it safe? I can't imagine that plastic is all that is standing between us and the microwave radiation. But somehow I don't want to be in the kitchen when it's on.

On a related note - it looks like the measurements for over-the-stove microwaves are pretty standard and we could just go to Home Depot, Lowes, etc. and buy a new one. Any insights into the installation? Is it doable by us? Keep in mind that "us" involves a little baby now, so we might not be quite as able as we used to be (or at least that at any given point, one of us might have to go deal with baby drama). And yes, I've googled for this - but what I'm looking for is first-hand experience. Have you done it? Was it hard?

Please help!

Fourth Time's Even Charmier

Back in June after a slight mishap resulting in D shattering a CFL bulb, we decided to cover our exposed lightbulbs with cages. The $3 cages from Home Depot left a lot to be desired. Both in installation (we had to close the cages with twist ties because the fit wasn't perfect) and effectiveness (they were flexible plastic, so a forceful hit to the cage would probably still make contact with and shatter the bulb).

Thanks to a connection from my mom, we got access to a builders' supply company that offered much sturdier choices. So we upgraded to these sturdy metal cages that won't flex. Installation was a breeze and now we can ditch the twist-ties.

We've had these sitting in our basement since July and just finally put them up. We even got an extra to put around the exposed bulb in our walk-in closet. Not that I usually throw my clothes around violently enough to smash a bulb.

Agitator Dogs

The inserts of our pocket diapers haven't been getting cleaned as well recently. We assumed it was because we were being lazy and not removing the pee and poop-ridden inserts by hand. The inserts were coming out by the end of the wash cycle, but they may have been only coming out in the last spin cycle. After I started another wash cycle this morning, I found another potential reason - the agitator wasn't agitating. After some quick Googling, I found a lot of videos which explained the probable cause: agitator dog wear. Below is the agitator.

After pulling the top off, we can see a (scummy) cap. The (scummy) cap can be pulled off.

Now we can see the mechanism of the agitator. It's similar to a bicycle hub, where a ratchet-spline system is used to propel the shaft. After removing the 7/16 bolt in the center we can get at the individual parts.

After pulling out the inner section we can easily see the splines (tooth-looking things) of the agitator shell.

The agitator dogs are the yellow plastic bits on the photo below. On a bike hub, they'd be called ratchets. A local Sears appliance store had them in stock, so we didn't have to wait for an Amazon delivery. This must be a fairly popular product, since the women at the store knew what I was talking about when I asked if they had a "reservoir dog" in stock.

The new agitator dogs have three teeth on them - the older dogs have maybe one tooth left. Once I popped in the new dogs and put it all back together, the agitator was working very vigorously again. It was an easy fix and only cost about $20 in parts ($10 for an extender rod for the ratchet and the agitator dogs were another $10). I'm sure a service call would have cost a lot more money.

Why didn't I think of that?

One of those random so-called "life-hacks" on one of those stupid meme sites that makes the rounds on Facebook actually paid off this week. It was so simple that the minute I saw it, I felt silly for not thinking of it myself.

In literally minutes, we turned this:

 Into this:

(yes, the picture was taken the following morning, but only because it took me some time to load it up with supplies, not because of installation time)

The shelves in this closet don't go all the way to the door, providing plenty of clearance for putting something on the door without stopping it from closing. Maybe the architects anticipated something like this.

Standard $10 over-the-door shoe rack, trimmed to fit (they seem to all be 19'' but our door is so narrow that we cut one column off), hung with nails using a molly bolt (there wasn't enough clearance at the top to put the brackets over it and we needed a molly because the doors are hollow inside). 20 minutes or less.

We aren't putting some things in there that are particularly heavy or anything that specifically makes sense under the sink (like dishwashing detergent, stove cleaner, etc.) but all the lighter weight cleaning supplies now live here. I didn't take a "before" picture under the sink, but trust me, this is a huge improvement:

New-found Basement Space

The new freezer and resulting basement rearrangement got us thinking about other ways we can reorganize the basement. We had to move the laundry shelf over near the furnace, to make room for the chest freezer. We wondered what other areas could use some shelving.

Answer - the empty space near the utility sink, under the wood shelf unit that was attached to the wall. It's behind our cat litter boxes, but as long as we put things there we don't need regularly, it was a lot of valuable space. So we went to (of course) Ikea and found OMAR, which was a near perfect match, size-wise, to the space we had.

The idea was that we could move the paint cans there, since we were keeping paint supplies up above it anyway, and that would clear out the space where the paint was currently residing, giving D a place to put all of his bike tools, which had taken over the whole floor. Plus the plastic shelves weren't really equipped to hold so much weight and they were starting to flex a little.

So last Sunday we got to work moving things back and forth. We had company, of course:

(Yes, we finally are posting a picture of our baby).

In the end, we got all the paint moved to the back corner of the basement, and even sorted it by type on each shelf (primer, ceiling paint, colors).

The other side isn't exactly neat, but it's a big improvement - I can see the floor again!

It definitely pays to reevaluate a space every few years. We thought we had no more free space in the basement but we have managed to put in a chest freezer and new shelves just by giving up the extra expandable drying rack (that can get set up in the middle of the floor or in the finished part of the basement, if necessary).