JOURNAL ENTRY 10
Around 6:00 a.m.
The Toaster Trick
What You Wont Do For Love by Bobby Caldwell….25
Wow, the toaster trick happened again.
Since Max left, our toaster has been acting up – “behaving” quite strangely I must say. How else can I put it? On some mornings when I fix my breakfast – coffee, cereal and a slice of toast – the toast pops up and stays in the toaster. (I imagine this is the normal situation for most people.) Yet, about two or three times a week now, I’ve noticed that amazingly, the toast pops up, flies into the air and lands right on top of the toaster.
One time, the toast missed the top of the appliance and alighted like a bird on the counter. Mostly though, as if by an invisible sleight of hand, the toast lands on top of the toaster and stays there. What a sight to see – makes me “flip” every time! It’s like someone is saying, “Madam, your toast is served” or “See, I can make you laugh after all!”
I am here to tell you that the toaster trick never happened before Max died. No, not once. Our toaster worked normally then. In fact, it still works fine but with value added: the toast pops up, flips in mid-air, becomes parallel to the counter, and lands on top of the toaster.
It’s as if the toast is presenting itself to me so that I might further delight in eating it with butter and jam.
Max used to make my toast in the mornings, though not every day. He only did it if I was running late or had work to do before driving to the office. Seems like he’s still here helping me get to work on time. “Hey, did I tell you I love you today?” he used to say. Now I tell others that way, like I’m Max.
25. Caldwell, Bobby. “What You Won’t Do for Love.” What You Won’t Do for Love. Sin-Drome, 1978. LP.