Good morning, people. It’s 7:30 a.m., Sam is on his way downtown for jury duty and I’m considering braunschweiger for breakfast or a Schwan’s microwave omelet. I’ll let you decide, okay? Click here to vote now!
Sam and I are entering the Twilight Zone of home ownership here at Howdygram headquarters. This year our house is 10 years old and so are our refrigerator, stove, dishwasher, water heater, A/C and furnace. TERROR LURKS BEHIND EVERY CORNER. The oven on our GE Profile gas range had to be recalibrated about a year ago due to scorched cookies and our slightly-leaking 50-gallon water heater is circling the proverbial drain. It’s being replaced next week with a new Whirlpool unit, posing below for your possible interest.
Everything else is just swell. For now.
In case you follow my ongoing online shopping adventures, I ordered all of the following excellent products yesterday from Wal-Mart: 1) three big sacks of Snyder’s honey mustard pretzel pieces for Sam; 2) lots of Hormel roast beef hash; 3) Spam; 4) healthy little pouches of StarKist tuna; and 5) Ziploc gallon storage bags. (I keep forgetting to try Wal-Mart’s store brand storage bags. Somebody remind me next time.)