UAB

Monday afternoon I got out a bread knife, put a cutting board on the counter, and cut myself a piece of bread.  Then I opened the butter dish, took a butter knife and buttered my bread.  After that, a danced a small dance of happiness.

Yes, the mythical UAB finally arrived after finally taking matters into our own hands and tracking down the boxes ourself (I have no idea when anyone would have gotten around to contacting us).  I never knew how happy making dinner without any frozen food would make me.  I'm sure, however, that through the years I'll begin to appreciate it more.