Editor’s Note: This is a post for those of our family who not at home right now.
There was a death in the family.
Our dearly beloved microwave has heated our food for the last time. We miss our old relic, which had stood the test of time for 25 years, making it the oldest appliance in our house. She hummed and beeped cheerfully everyday, although her last days were filled with a louder-than-usual buzzing noise. She also required longer start-up times, but we still loved her and treated her with utmost care.
Okay, not really. Truth be told, rejoiced when she refused to wake up in the morning. We just couldn’t wait to buy a new microwave. Even if the one we’d buy wouldn’t last nearly as long as this one did, we still wanted a new one. For now, however, we have to settle with the microwave Mom bought just-in-case, for the day when our old one really would die, and then we’d have been stuck without one. So we have another microwave. It’s a garage sale score. But it works!
I think we’re all adjusting to the change fairly well. There’s been a birthday lately, hope you haven’t forgotten about that. So of course, a German Chocolate cake was in order. (The man’s 29!) Mom and Dad were at a Sweetheart Supper in Brown County last weekend and came home with some flowers. And we’ve been drinking tea a lot lately. Oh, and we’re getting used to having more counter space when we wash dishes.