This is a story of a wife and her man, a dog and cat and sometimes the kids. And of course, the beads!!
Friday, September 28, 2007
You would think that buying a toaster would be a easy task. There isn't a lot of decisions to make, two slicer, four, bagel option, long breads.......etc. So.........when I went to walmart I decided to just get one that will work without a lot of thought or money put into it. I saw one for 6 dollars.........ok..........that is a little cheap. I passed on that one........and decided on the upgrade. For 15 dollars I found one that will do bagels and toast. Sounded simple enough, cheap enough to be a throw away in a year or two.......high tech enough to do bagels. Little did I know this toaster would turn into the appliance from hell. Our first indication this was a possessed electrical devise was when I plugged it in. The cord was in the front of the toaster, not at the end where its convenient to plug in. Ok, its a bit awkward.......but workable. Next came the startling discovery that if you want brown toast, it requires two rounds in the toaster. I tried just adjusting the timer, which burned the heck out of it with just one increase on the knob. Then...........came the pop up. This little sucker has a pop up that would be great.......if it was popping up a baseball so you can hit it with a bat. You stand ready.........hands hovering over the top of the toaster.........knowing the pain of the hot toast.............knowing if you don't catch it, it will hit the cupboards, blast off and land on the floor, where a eager beagle with lips a licking ready to catch it. Its amazing how quickly he caught on to this ridiculous routine. And we think we are the smartest animal on the planet.