This is Conair.
I got Conair as a High School graduation present, from my Best Friend, eight years ago.
Conair... has been laid to rest.
The husband made me.
It blows our circuits, daily.
It is broken.
It probably is a fire hazard.
But he... he did a great job over the years.
This is me trying to hide Conair in the closet.
I got caught.
Hubby said "Brittany Ann Marie!"
So, I got Adam to do my dirty work.
He took Conair to the trash dumpster in the sky.
R.I.P Conair. June 2000-August 2008.
This is Conair's replacement.
I call her, Pinky.