are the Sears guys bearing our appliances! Finally! We bought these back when Oprah was still thin and the economy was still healthy. And then we exerted the kind of self-control I've only ever seen in movies with sage old guys who intone "grasshopper" to "focus."
We waited through October and flew to Vegas for my birthday dinner, we waited through November and drove to Maryland to cook Thanksgiving dinner, we waited through December and drove to Atlanta for Christmas dinner. In between, we waited for our hot dogs at B'ton's J&K Cafe while the proprietor told me a hot dog with mustard, relish, and onions was "nasty" in light of the absence of her "famous" chili. We waited for our depressing hot wings without hot sauce at KFC while one worker told another that her $450/month rent added up to "totally" more in a year than his $20,000 a semester tuition. We waited for a table at B'ton's fine eating establishment the Four Seasons, only to find that Russian dressing can be served in a magnitude that renders the lettuce but a garnish. But the waiting is over! Kind of! Well, at least, we can wait for a kitchen while caressing the sweet sweet cardboard that protects our fridge, dishwasher, and range:
We got a tantalizing glimpse of the fridge as they had to remove it from the box to get it through the back door:
Maddy went into beagle guard dog mode when we tried to cover up the fridge again. But as you can see, beagle guard dog mode doesn't depart much from her usual general bewilderment/ jonesing for kibble expression.
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