I asked my husband to fix me a piece of piece of toast this morning. I wanted it oven-style in the toaster oven. We have a toaster oven that I don't like, plus I am ill, and he offered to make breakfast. I only wanted a piece of toast.
We keep our bread in the freezer to keep it from going bad before we use it, so he buttered a slice of frozen bread . . . and put it in the pop-up toaster. I glanced over and saw the toaster oven was empty and realized what he'd done.
"What are you doing, are you trying to burn the house down and kill us?" I cried, as well as someone with laryngitis could cry. He realized what he'd done, popped the bread out, and then had to spend 1/2 hour cleaning the toaster out as it was greasy with melted butter, not to mention a build-up of crumbs that he grumbled about.
I made my own toast in the toaster oven.
Today I am happy that the house did not catch on fire from the toast.
Happy August Happiness Challenge!
Each day in August you are to post about something that makes *you* happy. Pretty simple. And, it doesn't even have to be every day if you don't want it to be. It's a great way to remind ourselves that there are positive things going on in our lives, our communities, and the world.
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