We have a microwave now.
My friends and family think I'm nuts, but there's something offputting about microwaves to me. They're so convenient, with no drawbacks? Something's got to be up. Some hidden side effects. Maybe science just hasn't discovered the catch. (I'm such an old man. "back in my day, we didn't have no fancy _______...")
Anyway, I was easily coping with using the stove to reheat stuff, but there was a microwave on the ~FREE TABLE~ and Bethany really wanted one for oatmeal so I had to find a place on the counter for it.
There was no place where it looked good, but I eventually made it fit where it didn't look quite so good. I'm determined to never use it. Except possibly for popcorn. But if we can get stove popcorn, that's even better. >D
Well, that's all I really had to say.
Oh, also, we are fighting off a fruit fly invasion. bluh
I like knee socks. This blog has nothing to do with knee socks, except when it does. This was mangapasta from 2009-2013. It's been archived now... sorta?
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