Change

It's been a while, and my only excuse is that I have been busy.
How did I ever work 40-50 hours a week as a nurse??

My 6 month dental deal is finally over, got my NEW BRIDGE at last.

And no, I have no idea why I was taking a selfie AND talking on the house phone at the same time.
Insane.

Roy does not have that problem.  He is the KING of comfy.

The nights have been cool, so the pellet stove is still in use.

During the day, Roy watches me  while I weave.

This baby wrap is on its way to London.

You probably know by now that I love to bake.

For 26 years I have been cooking on this old Tappan range.  I bought it for $75 from the estate of my 6th grade teacher.

It was an awesome stove, and I loved it dearly for all those years.

I thought I would always have it.

But lately, I have had to rethink it.   It always smelled of gas.  You can't buy the parts for it anymore.  The oven wouldn't stay lit.  Often, I had to get down on the floor and relight the oven.  The oven is small, and you can't fit a regular size cookie sheet in it.

I have always worked around that. 

But the other day, it wouldn't keep the oven temperature up.  It took three times as long, and a higher temp, to cook a tray of cookies.

I thought long and hard, and decided it was time.

So as pretty as she was, she is gone.

In her place, NOT SO PRETTY, but oh so much more efficient.

Convection oven.

Self cleaning.

Gas cooktop, with huge extra burner in the center.

LIGHT in the oven.

NO gas smell.  NO worry.

Don't hate me.  I already feel guilty enough.

The other night, we decided to take Roy in my husband's truck to pick up something.

He sat in the back, and he whined and whined.   

Finally, this stupid human GOT IT.

I got in the back, he sat in HIS SEAT in the front, like he always does when DH takes him for a ride or they go for a dump run.

No more whining, content, actually fell asleep on the way home.

But the look. O.M.G.

"Sorry, Mom".