The Scorcher and the Burner
Another month is over and I just realized that we’re already halfway through the summer. Stores are having end-of-season sales and advertising back-to-school items. No, wait. I’m still enjoying my summer break. Not that I’m on vacation, but I’m enjoying the calm in the morning and watching my tapes and DVDs at night. Summer is the only time I could catch up on my favourite movies. (Rentals are only 99 cents on Thursdays at Pick-a-Flick.)
As usual, we don’t have any plans to go away this summer. We just can’t seem to save up for any trips. The kids don’t go to summer camps either. (Except for Reggie’s jazz camp this month.) They’re not interested. Besides, camps are quite expensive anyway. I asked my two younger ones if they want to at least take swimming lessons. They’re cheaper. But no, they don’t want to. They just want to play with their video games and go next door to play with their cousins.
But I think boredom is starting to creep in. Yesterday, my 12-year old said, “I’m bored. There’s nothing to do.” I said, “Well, go outside and play some ball.” He said, “No, it’s too hot outside.” Later on after supper, when it cooled down a bit, the two boys played soccer with their cousins.
Speaking of hot, isn’t this the hottest summer ever? Every time I turn on the news, it’s always about how hot it is in some place in this world. Same here in Winnipeg. It has been the hottest and driest July on record. We didn’t get a lot of rain. And the average temperature was 29.8 C degrees. We’ve had highs of 33 C and 35 C.
I’ve been hearing about forest fires here and there. The other day, I heard about this boy who burned is feet when he stepped on a scorching metal manhole cover. I was talking to somebody in our office yesterday and he told me that the air-conditioning unit broke down and it wasn’t fixed until after two hours. I could just imagine how hot they felt in the cramp spaces of that building. Here at home, we’ve also been cranking up the air-con most of the time.
I’ve mentioned how my kids and I have been playing Scrabble on game nights. Aside from that, they’ve also been playing Scrabble on the computer. We had this Scrabble CD, which we got free from one of their cereal boxes. It is school vacation and the kids are home all day and that means that our one and only family computer is also on most of the day. They got hooked on this Scrabble game and they took turns playing it on the computer. Once in a while I’d remind them to turn it off to give it a break.
A few nights ago, I was surfing the internet when I heard this whirring sound in the CPU. It sounded like it was going to explode. I got kinda scared and I immediately shut the computer down. Before it did, I heard something break inside, as if a belt broke. So I let it rest for about ten minutes and I turned it on again. I opened the CD/DVD player to confirm my suspicions. They were true. There on the burner lay several small pieces of the blasted Scrabble disk. After numerous reminders, the kids still left the disk inside the burner. I guess the unit got too hot for being on for a long time and the disk couldn’t handle the heat and it exploded.
The following day, my husband was cooking supper when he told me, “The burner is broken.” I thought that’s the reason why he was using the smaller stove burner instead of the bigger one. When we were at the dinner table, I asked him, “Did you ask Francis to look at the computer? It might have to be opened to take out all the shattered pieces inside. Ask him if the burner is still working.” Francis is my brother-in-law who knows a lot about computers and fixes them, too. My husband said, “Didn’t I just tell you that the burner is broken?” I said, “Oh, so you meant the CD burner was broken.” I thought he was referring to the stove burner. Dang!