Today is my fifth anniversary as a blogger. I started over on AOL Journals. Mom had been doing it for a while, and I wanted to give it a whirl. If I ever had any secrets before, they ended with that journal. By coincidence (not,) my first post was about Kevin and the girls being gone on Thanksgiving weekend, and me being bored and lonely.
I think it's important to use such a big milestone for the greater good. This is my chance to help mankind, and that's just what I plan to do.
I don't have a dishwasher, and I don't have an ice maker, and I don't have many other things that most of you think necessities. I'm OK with that. No ice maker, though, means we have to fill ice cube trays and empty them into the ice bin. An easy task, really.
I needed new ice cube trays, so last weekend, we bought some new ones. Total. Pieces. Of. Crap.
I already broke one. Sorry. I was being silly. Yup, I applied a twisted motion to try to get the FREAKING ice out. Back to the ice cube tray store. I wonder if they still make those metal ones with the handle thingie that we had when I was a kid?
So, for the fifth anniversary of this informative jewel on the net that is my blog, I'd like to caution all (both) of my readers to NOT buy an ice cube tray that looks like the image above.
The End.
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