Well, If You Are Really That Impressed...

We interrupt your regularly scheduled Wednesday Night Bullet Post to bring you this important information:

People, please! Settle! A little decorum, if you will. I realize that my taunting you with descriptions of my new "themed" crock pot was nothing short of cruel. But, this was not my intention! You must believe me!

Last night I went a-knittin' with Noolie and Mel. We had much to discuss, including creative lawn watering techniques (you don't want to know...) and the progression of media coverage in the event of an actual zombie invasion. These are important matters and topics that must be covered in their entirety. The hour, she grew late. Sheepie ain't the party girl she used to was. Sheepie is a middle-aged gal who gets all tuckered out after dark and who just didn't have it in her to get the pictures up last night. But, honestly...would I ever let you down? Would I miss an opportunity to share the glory that is the NASCAR crock pot?

Of course not. Rest your agitated nerves, gentle readers. I'm there for you in your time of blog boredom. Here you go:

Frontal View. Please note that the temperature setting dial is a speedometer. That is a really "authentic" touch, there.

From The Rear. Do not adjust your monitors. These are the pictures from the "way back" and are, in fact, black 'n white.

Sadly, there was no possibility of photographing these while in the store. They come in a plain brown wrapper. No. I am not kidding. Do you want the NASCAR -watching, crock pot-cooking public to just go mad with desire in the middle of the discount store, for heaven's sake????

Yup. I gots me a Dale Earnhardt discount crock pot. I will soon be dyeing more of the merino fleece from the depths of this fine piece of Americana. My life has taken some strange turns along the way. Quite a few, really. But this represents a hard left, a few hills and one or two dubious rest stops.

But wait! There's more!!

Despite the fact that I had to go into school today, move furniture (including a small refrigerator down a flight of stairs), answer the question, "so how was your summer?" 8 million times without referencing the new crock pot, and deal with my rather late application for the renewal of my teaching certificate, I kept you all foremost in my thoughts. I was feeling so very guilty for not sharing a photo of the new crock pot. It was just eating me alive. Piece by muttony piece... So, my dears, I took time out of my busy day to do a little research. I have learned that you, too, can have a NASCAR crock pot for your very own. You'll have to pay a bit more than I and, sadly, there did not appear to be a Dale Earnhardt amongst the bunch. But, I did my best. If you go to Amazon.com, you will find these super-classy pots for crocking. For a little preview of the Jeff Gordon model, just go here.

I hope this makes us Even-Steven and that you can find it in your hearts to forgive me for my fatigue induced blogging transgression. We are rapidly approaching the end of my Knitting With Noolie Nights since the school year is soon to be upon us. I will be more vigilant with regard to my photographs from that moment on.

Pinky Swear!!!

Edited to add the following at 11:21 pm:

We have further examined the crock pot and determined that it does, indeed, feature Richard Petty rather than the aforementioned Dale Earnhardt. My apologies to NASCAR fans everywhere. Please do not hurt me. In my defense, the box said it was Dale Earnhardt. This only serves to make the whole situation more humorous in my opinion and, as you know, I pretty much live for this kind of stuff.

You may now return to your regular, non-tacky-crock-pot lives.

SA