This morning while eating breakfast I mentioned that Diamond, our Russian box turtle, had been acting strange. I think it’s just the change in the weather that has her out of whack and she isn’t sick, just not
William immediately had a diagnosis; I know what it is Mom. It’s
called a-reptile dysfunction and we have to buy this stuff they sell on TV. I can’t think of the name but it starts with the letter ‘C’.
Thankfully I was eating oatmeal or else I most certainly would have choked.
Today I learned a valuable lesson. The parking lot at our Kroger store was full, it took me a while to find a place to park which is unusual. There were only a few carts left when I entered the store. The store was bursting at the seams with old people! They had walkers, canes,
scooters – you name it. And they weren’t moving very fast either. It wasn’t because they couldn’t remember what they needed, no way, they had their neatly written lists and piles of coupons in hand.
They were moving slow because they couldn’t find what they were looking for. I made the mistake of helping some of them out. Now
I love, love, love old people – I think they are the greatest. But when they are looking for a certain brand of yams and you are helping them find it and you have to listen to a ten minute spiel about how Aunt Helen’s recipe doesn’t taste right without this specific brand of yams, well eventually you tire of helping old people and just want to get the hell out.
While I was helping one couple the lady commented about how busy the store was. I asked why and her and her husband both laughed. “The first Wednesday of every month is Senior Citizen's day. You should steer
clear of Kroger on that day!” Thanks lady, I think I’ll do that from now on.
And to add insult to injury the store replaced all the Little Debbie Fancy Cakes with Christmas Cakes! The Christmas Cakes don’t even look as fancy as the Fancy Cakes and they don’t taste as good either. And don’t even mention Zebra Cakes because they don’t taste as good either. Just
ask my husband who is totally and completely addicted to Fancy Cakes. He eats a minimum of two packages per night for a mid-night snack. So now where in the hell am I going to find Fancy Cakes around here?!
If there’s one golden rule I’ve learned in my life it is this: things can always be worse. Case in point, my oven. I have been without an over for months now. To get you up to speed here is what happened.
Our house came with a home warranty. A few weeks after moving in the oven door fell off. The warranty company sent a person to fix it. In the middle of the same night it was fixed, we awoke startled as we heard a loud crash. Turns out the person that fixed the oven door just used duct tape to stick it back together!
This meant another call the warranty company and another visit from a fix-it-man. This time the man said he could not fix it, that we needed a new over. Yea for us! The warranty company was going to buy us
a new over. The fix-it-man measured the space before he left and the warranty company sent us a shiny new over a few weeks later.
It didn’t fit! The fix-it-man measured wrong, the oven was three inches bigger than the space. The warranty company said they couldn’t find an oven to fit. I called Lowes, paid a person come out to measure and he called me with the make and model of an oven that would fit. The warranty company said they couldn’t buy me the oven that would fit. They could give me the $1,800 oven that didn’t fit or they would send me a check for $1,200.
That wasn’t fair at all because we had to pay hundreds of dollars more towards the oven at Lowes but we had to make a decision so we took the money and called Lowes to install the oven that would fit. They delivered the oven yesterday and it fit….except the door hit the granite countertops when you opened it. No big deal they said, we’ll just pull it forward an inch and for your troubles, we will pay to build it in properly for you.
I was happy with that and was even smiling when they left. I attempted to bake some cookies before the kids got home from school. I reached over to pull out the drawer that contains the silverware and couldn’t, the oven was blocking the drawers! So the thing that’s worse than not having an oven is having a brand new oven that you can’t use!
Lowe’s will call me in a few days with a solution or with the specs for a
different oven. Can you flippen believe this?! Don’t ever say things can’t get worse because they most certainly can!
And you can stop posting pictures of oven food too because I'm tired of looking at it. I don't want to see your steaming hot meat loaf or a picture of your stupid lasagna.
Today I will leave you with the beautiful view of my back yard. I’ve lived in many places but Kentucky wins hands down for the most beautiful.