"Braking" News Of Books & Ovens ;)

If you've been reading my blog during the past month you've already read that even though we bought a brand-new oven in the past six or seven months, it's a gas oven and our new house has only electricity hookups. The house came with an electric stove so we figured it was fine.

Unfortunately, this stove is absolute junk. There is no rack on the inside so I cannot bake ANYTHING. The oven is almost all I EVER use to fix dinner anymore so we've had to "downgrade" and eat out of a toaster oven and a microwave all this time. Out of the four stove-top burners, only three work and one of them lets off such a nasty stench when it's on we don't bother using it at all. The other two work but one is insanely small (I'm guessing it's a warmer only) and the other, although large, I still haven't been able to figure out temperatures on it.

That might be mostly my own mistakes since this is the first time I have EVER used an electric stove in my entire 35 years of being on this planet. I have yet to serve a meal that isn't insanely over-cooked or under-cooked in this house.

So we've already started saving up to buy a new electric oven, and we're hoping this week sometime we can go get one. My husband wants to buy from a used-appliance store since it's cheaper, but I want a guarantee that it will work better than the used one we currently have before spending money on it. Still, it'd be great to be able to use the oven to make dinner again.

As far as books go I grabbed the first book I could find out of the garage and it happens to be C. S. Lewis's "The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (from the Chronicles of Narnia)" and I'm already halfway through that. I've never read it before (that I remember) and it's a cute little read.

I'm supposed to be in my garage unpacking some more but I'm grumpy since my daughter's car blew a brake line. Luckily we live in a small town so when I ran a stop sign there was no one around except a guy in a truck who had plenty of time to stop and shoot me a dirty look while I was trying to figure out where my brakes went. I had to drive VERY slowly and VERY carefully around the block and get back home, and I still freaked every time I had to try to hit the non-existent brakes. Thank goodness my daughter wasn't the one driving!!!!