Here’s to a Happy New Year! We started ours out with a bang this morning when, within a single hour, a favorite glass salad bowl exploded in the microwave and all the shelving in the guest room closet collapsed.
Do not ask what a salad bowl was doing in the microwave. Do not ask what we were storing on the shelves.
Suffice it to say that a Sunday morning that starts out with “Oh, my God. Are you hurt?” and “Oh, my God. What was that?” is not the godliest of Sunday mornings. But happily, as to the first question, no one was.
In the spirit of laughing away the chaos, I defer to the observation of my neighbor Barb, who was not within striking distance of either explosion and so could see the light side where I could not.
“Getting all that bad karma out of the way ahead of time is a good plan,” she said. “Just glad that no one was hurt while exorcising the evil.”
Ah, yes. A little exorcism to launch the New Year. Why didn’t I think of that?
