[sschuler1]

Boomer - I brought my counter depth, side by side, bright and shiny refrigerator all the way down here from Detroit hoping against hope that my husband would put the fridge that came with the house in the garage and install this one in it's place in my new kitchen. But my hubby got one look inside the fridge and fell in love with the extra room. (He can now fit a pizza box in this fridge!) I had him all trained from our old house (having not told him that the fridge I bought for that house was counter depth, he didn't know the difference!), and now he has found out my deception. He has refused to move this monster, and my old friend is now in the garage. I hate to say how easy it was to fill up that extra space too! More room for food to go moldy because no one remembers that it is there!

I would highly recommend that you find out if you can butcher on granite before you attempt an appendectomy on any of your dinner guests. You would certainly not want to stain or mar your new countertops.

This affair you are having with the cabinet guy is giving you a false sense of your own attraction quotient if you think even the appliances are winking at you!

[Boomer]

Oh but, SS, it is not one of those charming winks. It is a cruel, know-it-all wink. Like it is saying, "I am here to stay and you cannot budge me."

And, btw, guess where I have been this weekend? Michigan. It sure is cold and dreary up there. You are a smart woman to leave town. We were in your old neck of the woods. We did a quick tour and it was fun to see the family. Got back to Cincinnati tonight (not exactly sunny or balmy here though either) -- and the refrigerator still looks as goofy as when I walked out on it early yesterday morning.

A plan. I think I might have a plan. But it is almost midnight so I had better stop typing.

Boomer

[chelsea24]

Boomer!!!! If I were you, I'd sleep with one eye open and sell the chainsaw! Perhaps Mr Boomer wants Paula Deen in, but will be moving you out in pieces!!! EEEKS! (OK, I've been watching way to many scary movies!)

Why don't you name it??? When there's something I have to live with or around that gets to me, I name it so I feel more compassion for it. In Illinois we had to live with a giant mountain of dirt outside out front window for about a year. (Still building around us.) So I named it Arthur. And everyday, I would wake up and say "Good Morning Arthur. How are you?" Much better than saying, "when are they going to move that damned mountain!"

Well, one day... sniff... Arthur was gone. Sigh. And I actually felt sad... for about 15 minutes.

Just a thought...

[another Linda]

Originally Posted by Boomer

... But Mr. Boomer says it looks fine. ...

Of course he does! I tell you it is on the Y chromosome.

[Boomer]

Originally Posted by chelsea24

Boomer!!!! If I were you, I'd sleep with one eye open and sell the chainsaw! Perhaps Mr Boomer wants Paula Deen in, but will be moving you out in pieces!!! EEEKS! (OK, I've been watching way to many scary movies!)

Why don't you name it??? When there's something I have to live with or around that gets to me, I name it so I feel more compassion for it. In Illinois we had to live with a giant mountain of dirt outside out front window for about a year. (Still building around us.) So I named it Arthur. And everyday, I would wake up and say "Good Morning Arthur. How are you?" Much better than saying, "when are they going to move that damned mountain!"

Well, one day... sniff... Arthur was gone. Sigh. And I actually felt sad... for about 15 minutes.

Just a thought...

Chelsea! I had not thought of that! And there is a big ol' Stihl chainsaw somewhere around here.

(And, btw, I never, ever watch scary movies. I tend to scream when things jump out at me. Been that way all my life. Even when I was a kid in grade school, going with my friends to those terrifying werewolf movies, I would hide under my coat for almost the entire time. It is the jumping out from behind trees and doors and buildings that makes me scream -- and I am talkin' screaming bloody murder here. Maybe if those werewolves and monsters of all sorts would politely announce, "Good evening, I am coming out from behind this tree now. Please brace yourself." -- if they would just do that, maybe I could watch scary movies.......Nope! Will never happen.)

But here I am now, worrying about a Stihl chainsaw. And there is a hulking stainless steel standard-depth refrigerator still standing in my kitchen. Steel? Stihl? Is a pattern emerging here? Oh my!

So anyway, Chelsea, I tried that thing you suggested about naming the too-big refrigerator that is really messing with the look I want in the kitchen.

And you know what....it worked....for about 5 minutes. But then I decided that Steely Dan just has to go. (I just can't take any chances where Paula Deen is concerned.)

Another Linda,

That is sure right about those y-chromosomes. While form and function are a beautiful combination and that's what women want, most men can be happy with just the function part. And if the function is really good, they can ignore form completely.

Boomer

PS: To kyblue -- Skyline is mine. Love those cheese coneys. And for the rest, I am either a 4-way or a 5-way, but in either case, the onions have to be on the side. I have always thought a Skyline would be a goldmine in TV, especially with a Graeter's next door.

[villages07]

Hey Boomer....

How about Steely Deen????

Best of both worlds...

[Boomer]

Originally Posted by villages07

Hey Boomer....

How about Steely Deen????

Best of both worlds...

Ouch! 7! Ouch! Groan!

Boomer

[graciegirl]

Originally Posted by villages07

Hey Boomer....

How about Steely Deen????

Best of both worlds...

And 1f it were a side by side, which it isn't (there are three of them, don't tell) but if it were a side by side it could be Steely Deen and John Ford Cooley.

What would the third unit be called?

[Boomer]

Hey! Guess what!

Mr. Boomer and I have been losing weight and we did not even realize it.

As usual, I have been parading my trials and tribulations here on TOTV, this time telling you all about this kitchen remodel thing we are into, up to our eyeballs.

Last week I told you all about the giant refrigerator that I just cannot let live here. Well, Steely Dan should be hitting the road this week. His little brother is on order but not here yet. So the big guy is still standing there in the little kitchen, kind of looming and lurking. Right there, in the way, unused and unplugged, still new, and oh so shiny, waiting for the truck to come to whisk him away to his new career as a floor model.

(Appliance Guy understands me. He said the last woman who did this cried. I did not cry. I just explained that I am, in fact, an idiot, and that they could hang my picture up in the store if they want to. Use me as a bad example. Or would it be a good example of what NOT to do? Have people call me when they get all wide-eyed over cubic feet. Whatever it takes. Just please, trade me refrigerators. Just trade me refrigerators. -- So that is what is going to happen -- soon.)

This really is not a big deal. By this time in our lives, we all know that getting a problem that has an easy solution, or a solution at all, is really not a problem at all.

And meanwhile, there is actually a hidden benefit. It turns out that Mr. Boomer and I must not be eating as much. Or we are walking more. Not sure. But whatever it is, we are down a few pounds.

You see, the old refrigerator was moved to the basement. That means, of course, that every time we think we might want something from the refrig, we have to go down 12 steps and up 12 steps.

Mr. Boomer's after dinner buffets of Ritz crackers and cheese have come to an end. (Our geriatric dog Annie is sad about that. Mr. B always shares.) And I do not even think much about that pint of Graeter's Chocolate Chip down there in the basement.

12 steps down. 12 steps up. 12 steps down. 12 steps up. 12 steps down. 12 steps up. So this is what a 12-step program can do. Who knew????

Boomer the Svelte -- (Well, not really svelte, but my jeans are looser by a little. And I just love the word 'svelte' and I just wanted to use it.)

[uujudy]

Well, this explains a LOT! (Notice I didn't say ton?)
The reason for the 'Freshman 15' at TV is NO STAIRS!
And I was blaming it on all the restaurants and happy hours.

Now I can continue to eat out and enjoy happy hour again.

My new excuse is: I can't help it if they don't build these houses with basements.
(I tried blaming it on sunspots, but there haven't been many sunspots in the last year).
Thanks for the explanation, Boomer!

[Pturner]

Good riddance, Steely Dan. I'm happy for you Boomer that he's soon to be outta there. Plus, now I don't have to answer Gracie's three-unit question by suggesting Blood, Sweat & Tears...