who art not in our kitchen,
I do not want to place the blame.
Our cabinets have come,
The counter is done.
At Lowe's, as it awaits your pick-up.
Give us I pray,
a place to be fed.
And relieve our regrets
As we forgive your tardiness.
And lead us not into more delayed plans,
but deliver us from fast food.
For our kitchen is the key to
Our sanity and our full stomachs,
I'm really trying to have some humor about this kitchen renovation, can you tell? It is slowly dying...he better be back tomorrow!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008