McDonalds... here I come.

It was a crazy week. So crazy that on Saturday we realized that the deep freeze had been unplugged since Tuesday. Whoops. We lost two huge trash bags full of food. Then we went to Costco and spent $200 filling it back up.

Then on Monday night at dinner the ice machine wouldn't spit out any ice. Larry opened the freezer door and water was dripping from the ice maker. Not just a little water. A waterfall of water. At first I thought the ice machine had broken. But wait... then why the water? Wouldn't that just mean no ice? No, this is water... as in melted ice. As in not cold! Crap.

So I went to Walmart and got two thermometers and put one each in the fridge and freezer. Sure enough... warm.

I know what you're thinking. "Hey Ashley, didn't you just buy that fridge like a year ago?" Yes. Yes, I did... thanks for noticing. But it's not under warranty so it doesn't matter.

I called Sears and they sent someone out. A man larger than the fridge itself came out and looked at it. Not fixed it. Looked at it. He will be back Friday to actually fix it. We will be living out of two coolers until then. Cause there is nothing I like better than having everything I take out of the "fridge" dripping wet with ice water.

No No No... What's better than everything being all wet is when the little foil top on the yogurt kinda opens and water gets in it and then everything is covered in a nice yogurt water. THAT'S THE BEST!!!