R.I.P. beloved E.H.P
Rest in peace my dear electric heating pad.
Beware readers, graphic content follows…..
I buried her today… amongst banana peels, coffee grounds and the twinkling gold wrappers of almond Hershey kisses.
All good heating pads go to heaven.
P.S. I’m proud to announce that Connor brought me home another electric pad today. She’s different-pink, with a shorter cord…but we’re already hanging out. It’s the beginning of a beautiful relationship.