We got a new oven. It is quite a sexy piece of machinery. As Grant and I gazed lovingly at the new member of our family, we were holding each other and thinking how lucky we were that this oven was actually ours to love and care for. Just when I thought I could not be happier, Grant looked at me and said, "Did you empty the drawer in the old oven?" (The pan that contains all the lids to my pots and pans)
It was about this time that I started swearing.
3.11.2007
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I told you: my lids are yours!
Disaster averted! The lids have been found...I repeat, the lids have been found.
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