This is a message from the department of toast. From the undersecretary of the ministry of all things bread and most things slightly toasted, we’d like to acknowledge toaster ovens.
They get extra hot, and take a little longer than a regular pop up toaster, but you can put melty things on the bread, and it all works.
Like butter. Or cheese. Or whatever.
This has been a message from the department of toast.
Thank you for your continued support.
Dealing with loss, and disappointment, and typos and bad grammar is something we all have to do.
It sort of binds us together, in a shared common experience. The experience being grief.
We ALL experience it. And, we need each other. All of us.
We’re all connected. Rather than deny it, or fight it, EMBRACE it. Connect with someone.
It’s why we are alive.
It’s why we are here.
For each other.
What I’m trying to say is, share your bad grammar with others. The right people will understand. That’s how you know who your friends are.
And, you never know when you will have to deal with someone else’s typos and grief and stuff.
Just take it. Accept it. Be tolerant. Be there for each other. We all need it, at some time.
(I’m talking about more than grammar, but you already knew that, didn’t you?)
OK. Here are mine. I want to do all of these within the next 5 years. One is ridiculous. All are achievable.
- Move out of this little, old, dilapidated house.
- Travel around the world (specifically to Asia and Europe) (more specifically, to Australia and Holland)
- Get out of debt (or as much of it as I can)
- Fully participate in a Tough Mudder Event (I actually plan to do this THIS FALL)
- Play Frisbee on the beach while wearing a speed-o (and look good doing it)
Holy crap I might get a free trip to Barcelona in a few months for recognition at work!