A western appliance!

An oven, I can bake finally! (or at least Michelle can, since I have been running around too much to find the time…) It took a few months to get this (and negotiations, since there were a few things with my real estate agent that I had been hoping for. First he bought me a microwave (apparently I wasn’t clear on “oven” and the 10 other sentences about “baking”). But hopefully Michelle calmed things down when she baked him a loaf of apple-ginger bread. I was the happy recipient of the other loaf, which was shared with none of my co-workers (yes it was very good =)