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Ice Dam & A Leaky Roof

Well, apparently our roof shoveling adventures weren't quite enough in January. We got an ice dam. . . . ? So, Andy had the wonderful opportunity to spend seven hours this weekend with a pick axe up on our roof. . .problem solved!

He did, however, fall off the roof while I was at the spa. Not good. I had the kids all playing their PSP's and Nintendo DS's in my room (under where he was de-icing) so that they could call 911 just in case, but they didn't quite hear the big fall. Thankfully, he is fairly okay--just a bit sore! Thanks, Andy!


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Your valentine was adorable and has been brightening my frig since I opened it! Miss you - good luck on your big triathalon in April! I am TOTALLY impressed :) Love you tons!
Chantay said…
Removing ice can be tiring, and it's quite dangerous to be up there without any harness, but it can cause damages if ignored. How's Andy now, by the way? Good thing he wasn't badly injured.

-Muth Roofing
Unknown said…
There are many reasons for a leaky roof. Sometimes, it's because the roof is starting to crack and is dire need of replacements. And sometimes, it just needs some cleaning. To avoid this kind of scenarios, have inspections and maintenance done regularly. It will save you more than replace the entire house since roof is its primary shield from all harsh outdoor elements and inclement weather.

Noreen Saint @Town And Country Roofing
Unknown said…
A person will take hours before he can totally remove the ice dam on that roof, not to mention it’s an already difficult task. No wonder removing the thick ice even put Andy in danger. It's a good relief that nothing serious happened to him, though. The next time someone works on your roof, it'd be better if you have other people around too so that they can monitor if each other is doing fine.

Lorilee Sigler @ Krech Exteriors

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