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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Scribble and Scrambles - Flying Toasters

You know how it is...you wake up early in the morning planning on going about your business and getting your ducks in a row. Only one more step before you slip out the door and head to work.

You slide two Pop-tarts into the slots.

The LAST Pop-tarts.

Now this particular toaster has maybe been in the family for a few years. Occasionally there is a little flare-up within the workings of the toaster.

One could consider it temperamental, others might just call it acting up.

A new toaster rests in a cupboard awaiting the iffy toaster's imminent demise.

But certain family members can't quite bring it upon themselves to get rid of a perfectly good toaster. The issues are rare, really, and what's a burnt piece of toast in the scheme of things? Especially when there are two hounds who would consider overly browned bread a treat.

Enter the Pop-tarts. Did I mention they were strawberry?

So, have you ever seen a toaster fly?

The new one is working great.

Hope you have a perfect Pop-tart day.


Kim said...

Another area I CAN relate to! We just replaced our toaster! Ornery things aren't they?


My favorite Dregs author strikes again! Have a blessed day Kelly!


Birdie/That Girl said...

you still use a toaster?!?
I'll take one, slightly burned, Hot Fudge Sundae Pop Tart with butter while you're toastin'.

Kelly Klepfer said...

Coming right up, Thatty.

Suppose there is a toaster on the fritz conspiracy, Kim?

Birdie said...

you might like her

Birdie said...

oh, p.p.s., I have something for you over at my blog.