Patience is a virtue. A gift I have been given from my Heavenly Father. But there are times, whew, when my patience is tried. However, I have been very patient regarding a rather irritating situation with our oven. Over the last two years it would work, not work, explode blue flames and singe Erick's eyebrows, stump more than one repair man, and cause me to spend too many hours googling it's product number, manual, and the like, only for it to finally give up all together. Its a wall oven, which seemed like a daunting task, so we have been doing without for some time. Finally, we were officially searching to make a purchase. I happened upon a Craigslist ad for an oven. Magically it was the right size and style, and I haggled the guy down to $160 bucks for a nearly brand new oven!! woah, cool!! So Erick spent Saturday in our nasty crawl space, and climbed into a tiny hole to get his woman a working oven. I made 3 trips to the hardware store and one trip to the neighbors for a tool, but after about 12 hours, it was up and running. Erick rocks.
Old Bessy, on her way out to the curb:
Supervisors making sure it all gets done the right way:
Erick, wishing he was anywhere else:
Mmmm.... Frozen pizza!
yah, so there is no picture of the new shiny, stainless steal Maytag, probably because when its not humming a warm tune, I am too busy hugging it to take a picture. But it looks like this:
So, now what do I ask for for Christmas???? hm....