Ordinary. Just ordinary.

My kitchen got a little more ordinary today.

With a black fridge, a white stove, and a stainless steel dishwasher that had a personality all it’s own, my kitchen was the epitome of class. Which class, I’ll let you decide.

When the stubbornness of the dishwasher won out and the game to see who could get it to start became a losing game, it joined the pile for the metal scraps and a new one took it’s place. Turquoise, yellow, and pink were all viable options to keep the kitchen in it’s current state of mismatch, but alas, no. It’s replacement is black. Now resembling the colors of the non-comic page in the newspaper, we’re stuck with black and white. So boring. The colors, the games… we’re all back to ordinary.

Not for long though, rest assured. We cannot possibly stick in the ordinary category for long.