Today was busy. Lots of deliveries and a tech for our internet issue. The handymen worked in the garage. I cooked a big dinner of bacon-wrapped meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and peas and carrots. At one point while cooking, our carbon monoxide alarm went off. Who knows why!?! It eventually stopped. We opened windows for a while. Then our electricity went out. Not sure how/why that happened, either, but our handyman got it on again. Hubby saw what he did. Tomorrow I want to be shown. I don't want that happening while I'm alone, and be too ignorant to get it back on.

Hubby served the meal. He gave each of us hog trough size portions of meatloaf. One of the handymen looked at it in disbelief. When I said "Velky!" (meaning "big") the guy laughed in agreement. But the other handyman has a huge appetite and ate his own, and his colleague's portion, but did share a bit with his dog, Aida. I was impressed that Aida even ate steamed carrots.

Our fridge is quite small, so the handyman keeps some recently slaughtered pork products in a bag outside on our windowsill. I asked Hubby to translate that if the bag was in New Jersey, it would be long gone by now. Hubby explained that raccoons would get it, or some other animal. "Raccoon" translates to "Little bear that cleans its food", in Czech. The handymen didn't know that animal. In response, they asked, seriously, if we have wild kangaroos in the US.