Day Of Thanksgiving

Two years ago my father came up from Georgia for Thanksgiving, and we all stayed at my Grandmother’s house. Most of our close family was coming to my grandmother’s house for dinner, with that being said, we had a lot of food to cook. We are halfway through cooking/baking food for Thanksgiving, which was the next day, and the oven broke. I thought it was the funniest thing I have ever seen, but my grandmother was mortified. So we start surfing the web looking for a store that was open and sold ovens. We finally found a Lowes that was open, and when we got there they had one stove/oven that would fit in my grandmother’s house. We then asked the worker that we would buy that one, but he said that someone already was on the phone with the store

and they have the first opportunity to take it. So disappointed and a little angry we wait. The worker finally comes up to us and tells us that it was my stepmother on the phone placing a hold on the stove until we got there and bought it. We somehow manage to get the new stove into the bed of my father’s truck and get it home. As we go to set the oven into place we realize that it wont 100% fit in her cut out from the last stove, so we pushed it in as far as possible and she continued to cook the rest of the meal. In the end it was a hassle, but we got a funny story out of it to tell to the family on Thanksgiving.