We now have our second casualty of The First Year in the New House: the microwave. Tonight, after heating up two Tyson chicken patties and while heating up a bowl of lobster bisque soup, it unceremoniously died. It reponds to nothing. Is stuck perpetually at 6 seconds. And runs continually if you shut the door.
Me. Hubby. Sears. This Weekend. Don’t Forget to Measure.
P.S. See how my new digital camera came in handy for blogging? I rushed for it as soon as the nuker puked.
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Oh Sonya! Oh no! We don’t have a microwave and have had this conversation with visitors many times…”Where is your microwave?” – “We don’t have a microwave.” – “How do you heat things up?” – “On the stove/in the oven.” (Long, blank stare) “Oh.”
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