a letter to my range.

Dearest range,

I love you, I really do.
You are a big part of my life. I enjoy all the great things you do for me, and you know how much I love to use you. And when I say 'use you', I mean only in the nicest of ways.

But why?
Why do you have to go and start acting up today?
We have freezer meals and desserts to make.
Birthday cupcakes and a birthday cheesecake.
And don’t forget about the pizza making birthday party this weekend.
We kind of need you for that.
I really don't know if I can function without you.

You are just a baby.
Not even one year old.
Your cousin at the old house was very healthy and never gave us any issues.

Sure, I set up an appointment for you.
But it’s an all day appointment.
As in your doctor could be here anytime.
Don’t you know how inconvenient that is for me on my spring break?

Oh range, you really don’t know what you do to me.
But I do hope you are feeling better soon.
(Like tomorrow.)

Much love,

p.s. thank you for just baking some dessert crusts without any problems.  maybe you are on the mend?


Rorie said...

Uh-oh, hopefully it's only a 24-hour bug (or shorter!)

arminda said...

Your kitchen is laid out just like mine. In case you were wondering. :)

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