Just a note to say....Murphy has come to roost around here for a while. The refrigerator blew up, or at least, blew out the chiller. So, I've been cleaning that mess. Nothing grosser that the vision of bloody water pooled under the fridge. Oh, well, there were the swirls of melted ice cream to give it a frothy appearance.
Maybe there are grosser images, but I'm sticking with my own gross factor that faced me yesterday as I cleaned and scrubbed.
You realize of course that this happened right after paying Kyle handsomely for fixing the garage door.
The appliance store is sending a repairman later this morning. I'll update y'all on the adventure after Bubba fixes the ice box.
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