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So just a warning: This post will be fairly image heavy. And will be under a cut because of it.
1) Pictures of the dogs! I don't know if I ever told you guys I'd post pictures of Allie when we first got her, but I've got a picture of her in here too, so...
This is Archer:
This is Allie:
And this is Malia:
And just for fun, Archer looking like a stoner:
2) Some of you may be familiar with my family's oven:
If you've ever been over to my house while I'm on a brownie baking spree, you are more familiar with it than others. Now this oven is in the kitchen, as ovens are wont to be. However, this particular piece of baking machinery has been on it's last legs since, oh say, 1986. And finally, last night, in the midst of a Weltin Family Brownie Baking Fiasco, it coughed its last and fell, defeated, to the ground. Metaphorically, of course.
At any rate, thankfully we have a second oven to tide us over for a while, although it makes everything cooked in it taste vaguely like turkey grease. And to get to it, one must first:
brave the deadly basement stairs, and
navigate ones way 'round a rack of mothballed coats and a rather heavy toolbox. Ah the joys of cooking.
3) My poor baby, Xemnas, is finally coming to his last days. He's getting stuck in disk mode, which is what Zex did as he staggered through his last few months of life. And the grey spot on his screen is growing larger.
So that's basically all that's going on in my life at the moment. Not really, but that's most of the important stuff.
1) Pictures of the dogs! I don't know if I ever told you guys I'd post pictures of Allie when we first got her, but I've got a picture of her in here too, so...
This is Archer:
This is Allie:
And this is Malia:
And just for fun, Archer looking like a stoner:
2) Some of you may be familiar with my family's oven:
If you've ever been over to my house while I'm on a brownie baking spree, you are more familiar with it than others. Now this oven is in the kitchen, as ovens are wont to be. However, this particular piece of baking machinery has been on it's last legs since, oh say, 1986. And finally, last night, in the midst of a Weltin Family Brownie Baking Fiasco, it coughed its last and fell, defeated, to the ground. Metaphorically, of course.
At any rate, thankfully we have a second oven to tide us over for a while, although it makes everything cooked in it taste vaguely like turkey grease. And to get to it, one must first:
brave the deadly basement stairs, and
navigate ones way 'round a rack of mothballed coats and a rather heavy toolbox. Ah the joys of cooking.
3) My poor baby, Xemnas, is finally coming to his last days. He's getting stuck in disk mode, which is what Zex did as he staggered through his last few months of life. And the grey spot on his screen is growing larger.
So that's basically all that's going on in my life at the moment. Not really, but that's most of the important stuff.