Thursday, December 13, 2007

Teetering on the Edge

I've beaten my head against a wall so much with this range issue that I'm seeing stars.

Stars are pretty.

I like stars.

Stars make me think of the heavens.

Which reminds me to count my blessings.

I love cereal.

I like soup.

Most fresh veggies don't need to be cooked.

I have a microwave.

I could survive.

What the Hell the rest of these people are going to eat I have no idea.

But that's not my problem.

They're all old enough to fend for themselves.

I'm as obsolete as my range.

And that's fine by me.

The fact that the oven doesn't work prevents me from sticking my head in it.

It's all good.


Jen said...

You crack me up!! I Love it!

Rechelle said...

Har har har - great post, but sorry for the lack of stove. It is kind of fun to grill in the cold. I mean to get your husband to grill in the cold...

Renee said...

You know they make those little dessert bowls that you can microwave. That might help.

Jayne said...

You can make the most dire situation seem absolutely hilarious! Sorry you're going through this, though. Are you laughing so you don't cry?