My heart is pounding and I am having trouble concentrating.
It’s a huge decision... to replace the being at the very center of our family
unit! It nourishes us; it is our gallery and the hub of all communication. It keeps
treats and dangers far out of reach.
Recently, the once comforting and familiar hum has begun to
sound like an unsatisfied moan. It has produced textures, colors and smells that
make us question its integrity and intentions. We think it is saying goodbye.
It still stands proudly, dressing in a manner that compliments
its shape while camouflaging its flaws. There’s a photo carefully arranged to
cover the scar from where it was unceremoniously whacked with a baseball bat on
the very day we brought it home. The
marks from years of being grabbed by loving hands are impossible to erase. Those
parts that once shone bright white are now tired and grey even after the heartiest
scrubbing.
We'll miss our old pal.
But did someone say beer crisper?
We'll miss our old pal.
But did someone say beer crisper?
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| Hello, new pal! |
6 comments:
Oh, yes. The inimitable beer-crisper. Makes it *so* easy for children to fetch beers for their parents, without leaving those french doors wide open!
She's gorgeous, Jacqueline, spectacular. But is she stainless steel? Are your days as a fridge-as-a-photo-galler over??
*Love*.
Ellie
No, she'll be black and shiny. Like my man.
Jacquie
Like your heiney.
E.
Beautiful! Can't wait to meet your new pal! xo
Oh my, Corey humor so early in the mornin' - what a treat.
I'm with MB, I'd anxious to meet your new pal too. I simply must check out the beer crisper -- give your chitlins a break on the fetching for a bit.
xoxox,
Beth
I meant to write more about how I am paralyzed with indecision, I hope it will be here before you arrive, MB. I'm going to look at it in the proverbial flesh sometime today.
Jacquie
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