If you’re old enough, you’ve seen them — those 1950s television commercials with Betty Whats-Her-Name fondling an Amana refrigerator, and dancing around to show how happy women are when they’re in close proximity to major household appliances.
Here’s where I write about my kitchen being “that room with the coffeemaker in it, and about not cooking, and about tuna noodle casserole.
Now I want to see if this blog site is adding new pages, or if I need to do that myself. Here’s hoping.