I'm quite positive that this doesn't really deserve a post, but that's not going to stop me.
So the other night I was making some english muffin pizzas for dinner. I usually toast the english muffins first, then make them into pizzas and put them in the oven. Well, since I didn't have toaster I decided to try and "toast" them in the oven first. Burned a few up, but ended up working out alright. Needless to say, I added "buy toaster" to my shopping list on my little white board in the kitchen. Fast forward to this evening. I'm at the grocery store picking up some stuff and remembered that I wanted a toaster, so I pick one up. I was kind of excited, new little kitchen appliance and all. So I get home and start unpacking the box and pull the cord out to plug it in when I notice that something else is plugged into the only socket. I'll be damned, I've got a freakin toaster sitting on my counter. Literally, right there. Not 6 inches from where I make my lunch every morning. In fact, it's not just a random toaster, but it's the toaster that I've had for years. That's all. No more to the story. I just kind of stood there for a few minutes in complete disbelief, and then made banana bread. That made it all better, especially the loaf with chocolate chips in it. Mmmmm....chocolate chips.
I obviously missed my ride on the clue bus, but if anyone would like to use my ticket I'm happy to give it to you.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
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