Friday, October 3, 2008
This was a wedding present. One of my favorites, actually. It’s one of those casserole carrier things that can keep a hot dish hot (or cold) on the way to a potluck. I’ve used it more times than I can count.
Last week, I was rushing around, getting ready for our MOPS meeting, and I heard a pop.
More like an explosion.
It was the microwave insert for my casserole carrier. I was heating it up to keep my egg bake warm, and then, POOF.
The toddler was impressed. “LOUD!”
What does it mean when a gift you got for your wedding explodes? It has been almost twelve years, but still.
Thankfully, our marriage is in better shape than some of the gifts.