No, not like the magazine. Here you will get the straight stuff.
Like, how the propane-driven clothes dryer seemed to be a little weak late this afternoon, and there was an odor– kind of like propane, but not, and how could that be, so I called for appliance repair. Will be here three days hence. OK, just forget about those piles of laundry in the meantime. And have been meaning to get that clothesline up, what’s taking me so long anyways?
A few hours later was about to get some jelly cooking, on the propane-fueled stove of course, jars are sterilizing and it’s all lined up ready to go: the flame would not go above a afluttery low. Huh. Then there’s that dang smell again…now it’s like 7 pm and they have to send someone to check for a leak.
My always super polite guy comes from across the river– not joking here, it is like a 50-minute drive over the Hudson and round about through the hills. Sure enough, done run out of propane. But I’m on auto-deliver!!!!!! Arghhhhhh. Got an emergency 7 gallons in my 50-gallon tank to tide me over.
Dag nab it, no jelly today.
But hey, can cancel that dryer repair.