officially ghetto

i love hebgen lake. i love our cabin on hebgen lake. i love the seeded rooster wallmount, i love the just another kitchen squaw holder for miscellaneous objects, i love the pictures of people that we cover up with our own works of velvet art, i love the stairs that at least one person falls down every summer, i love the awkwardly placed ceiling above the stairs that at least one person hits their head on every summer, i love the crib, i love the t.v. antennas, i love the carpet in the kitchen, i love the window in the front door, i love the joys found in the room we can't use, i love the lack of a dishwasher and washing machine, i love those strange colored glass candle things permanently on the mantle...

i have come to appreciate the shower.

the shower in the upstairs bathroom (does the downstairs one even work?) is temperamental. although like most showers it has a knob which one would usually merely turn to change the temperature, this shower has two settings: freezing and extremely hot. if it has been a realllly good day and you are feeling lucky, you might manage to get it just to that almost perfect temperature in between freezing and extremely hot, that ALMOST perfect temperature called too hot. don't even consider hot. or even warm enough. don't even think about nice. no,no this shower is content with its two settings, and usually water only comes out of about 1/4th of the shower head (major plus), and can therefore be deemed "officially ghetto". needless to say, we usually just camp suds it up in the lake.

i recently just moved into my apartment in provo, an apartment that had already been furnished and came with a number of treats i have deemed "officially ghetto" which include but are not limited to: the toaster whose button/lever deal only goes down half way (toast one side flip then toast the other?), our freezer that when opened is like a permanent dry-ice-filled-cauldron-at-halloween, the blender that consists of five parts from five different blenders (we've actually been too scared to try this one), the silverware made up of all the lost leftovers from the worst silverware sets in the world (a tad reminiscent of what used to be at the cabin, but much less lovable), the lamp shade with a large, mysterious hole in it, the rolling chairs that sit around the kitchen table (these have actually proven quite useful), the phone hanging on our wall that is not plugged into anything nor near any outlet of any sort, the light switch right by our front door that inconveniently turns nothing on, and the blinds that, now open, will not close... the list goes on

there is one other thing - an important thing. the shower. now it has all the usual ghettoness old showers do, draining problems and the like, but this shower has another problem, a familiar problem, it has two settings: freezing and extremely hot. lets just say i haven't had a good day yet. brrr