Thursday, September 1, 2011

Toasting Toast

So remember that time I moved to California?

Our stuff is still in storage there.

Two years later.

I miss toast.

The toaster is in California.

Don’t underestimate the value of toast.

An egg sandwich on bread is so boring. On toast though, it is both tantalizing and tasty.

There’s other stuff I miss too.

I know the items are only possessions and I shouldn’t attach so much sentimentality to things, but I can’t help it.

I miss my mom’s guitars, my great grandma’s shelf, and the rest of our monkey collection. Yep, we collect monkeys. Books, knickknacks, Halloween decorations, and my red tennies are there too.

Guess what?

Bobaloo is going to get our stuff this month.

It’s going to be like Christmas when that truck pulls up.

We can have our toast, and eat it too.