But where will all the Baked Lays go?
Yes I really screamed that.
Loudly.
To no one but myself.
Because 1. I love Baked Lays (all flavors) and 2. I hate my new kitchen cabinets.
Of course, I haven't even technically moved in to the new house, but I did drop some stuff off last Wednesday, and as I was unloading the boxes of my most breakable kitchen stuff, I couldn't help but notice that...
MY NEW KITCHEN CABINETS ARE EVIL!
That's right. They look all nice and shiny on the outside, and people who hear about my kitchen ("oh, it's so pretty--with granite cabinets and stainless steel appliances") are totally not getting the whole picture. At all.
Because my cabinets are evil, and everyone knows that evil lives on the inside.
You see, it's not until you open the cabinets that you notice that there is a support brace in the center of the front of cabinets. For support, I guess. And it's three inches wide.
(note in the above picture how the spacing between the cabinet pull knobs is freakishly wide? Yeah. That's because of the evil support brace! That I'm not even sure is actually supporting anything!)
So yes, that means it takes three whole inches out of the center of the front of the cabinet, so in order to put a platter into the cabinet you have to turn it on its side and twist it around and maneuver it into place as opposed to...you know...just putting it in the cabinet.
WHAT MORON TAKES THREE INCHES OUT OF THE CENTER OF THE CABINET?
I should point out that I knew all this going in. I've been telling people for weeks that my kitchen looks good but will not function well, but that I liked the rest of the house well enough that I could persevere.
But that was before I stood in the middle of my granite and stainless steel filled kitchen and really, truly realized that it doesn't have anything resembling a pantry.
Where will the Baked Lays go? I asked no one but myself (and maybe the powers of evil that no doubt designed those oh-so inferior cabinets.)
And then the panic really hit me...
WHERE WILL THE BAKED LAYS GO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh yeah. It wasn't pretty. The counters...they're pretty. But the scene...it wasn't.
Now, I fully realize that in the grand scheme of things inferior cabinets are not all that bad. It's not war. It's not torture. It's not death or disease or any of the really bad things the world has to offer.
But it's still a force of evil. Small evil. But evil none-the-less.
Okay. Back to packing!
-Ally
ps...several of you have written and asked what's going on with the comments sections. Well, it was getting a little out of control--becoming less about the blog and the books and more about...well...I don't really know what. And since I'm not really good at policing things, I disabled comments for a while.
If you want a place to discuss the books, I recommend the Ally Carter group on MySpace.
If you want a place to do other things...well...I'm afraid I can't help you there.
Loudly.
To no one but myself.
Because 1. I love Baked Lays (all flavors) and 2. I hate my new kitchen cabinets.
Of course, I haven't even technically moved in to the new house, but I did drop some stuff off last Wednesday, and as I was unloading the boxes of my most breakable kitchen stuff, I couldn't help but notice that...
MY NEW KITCHEN CABINETS ARE EVIL!
That's right. They look all nice and shiny on the outside, and people who hear about my kitchen ("oh, it's so pretty--with granite cabinets and stainless steel appliances") are totally not getting the whole picture. At all.
Because my cabinets are evil, and everyone knows that evil lives on the inside.
You see, it's not until you open the cabinets that you notice that there is a support brace in the center of the front of cabinets. For support, I guess. And it's three inches wide.
(note in the above picture how the spacing between the cabinet pull knobs is freakishly wide? Yeah. That's because of the evil support brace! That I'm not even sure is actually supporting anything!)
So yes, that means it takes three whole inches out of the center of the front of the cabinet, so in order to put a platter into the cabinet you have to turn it on its side and twist it around and maneuver it into place as opposed to...you know...just putting it in the cabinet.
WHAT MORON TAKES THREE INCHES OUT OF THE CENTER OF THE CABINET?
I should point out that I knew all this going in. I've been telling people for weeks that my kitchen looks good but will not function well, but that I liked the rest of the house well enough that I could persevere.
But that was before I stood in the middle of my granite and stainless steel filled kitchen and really, truly realized that it doesn't have anything resembling a pantry.
Where will the Baked Lays go? I asked no one but myself (and maybe the powers of evil that no doubt designed those oh-so inferior cabinets.)
And then the panic really hit me...
WHERE WILL THE BAKED LAYS GO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh yeah. It wasn't pretty. The counters...they're pretty. But the scene...it wasn't.
Now, I fully realize that in the grand scheme of things inferior cabinets are not all that bad. It's not war. It's not torture. It's not death or disease or any of the really bad things the world has to offer.
But it's still a force of evil. Small evil. But evil none-the-less.
Okay. Back to packing!
-Ally
ps...several of you have written and asked what's going on with the comments sections. Well, it was getting a little out of control--becoming less about the blog and the books and more about...well...I don't really know what. And since I'm not really good at policing things, I disabled comments for a while.
If you want a place to discuss the books, I recommend the Ally Carter group on MySpace.
If you want a place to do other things...well...I'm afraid I can't help you there.
posted by Ally Carter at Saturday, February 09, 2008
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