So, the cat refused to eat the Fruit Loops on the porch, we're trying to thaw the ice from the eggs, and, we've moved to a bigger hair dryer for the fridge.

What?

You expected something else from the Broken Refrigerator Blog?

3 - number of times Appliance Repair Bobby has visited our humble abode.

He has his own house key now. He even fed the dogs for us yesterday (true story).

4 - number of times we've removed all food from the fridge, bought ice, and, filled coolers

0 - number of new refrigerators we can afford.

The problem is actually rather minor, we think. It's older, but, it's still quite cold, and, all that.

2 - number of new heaters we've bought for the refrigerator. Yeah, heaters for the fridge, oxymoron, that.

1 - number of new little plastic tube thingys that keep the water flowing into the ice maker, and, not on the freezer floor.

However, the refriger-patient seems to have a heartbeat today, there's hope.

The back-to-school freight train has hit us with a vengeance.

Busy Dad and I both took today off for several reasons, and, as expected, we're getting none of those reasons accomplished.

Three Four big things that were to be accomplished:

- finish painting the kitchen (natural enemy: thaw fridge)
- take Busy D. back to the dentist (natural enemy: broken dental equipment)
- get to Busy Boy's early football scrimmage (natural enemy: Busy Boy woke up sick)
- do a crap-ton of delinquent online work (natural enemy: all of the above)

Another out of the ordinary thing today was a special Mass at school.

I took off to help with Busy D.'s kindergarten class, since they've not been to Mass, yet, and, today would be a challenge.

Busy D. behaved reasonably well, he probably would have done better had I not been there.

It was a long one, and, he was getting restless, and started muttering under his breath while the Bishop was talking: "Shut. Up."

Actually, I'm not positive that's what he said, but, I had to work to contain myself, especially since Busy Girl and her friends were sitting behind me, and, I would have mortified her in some way if I breathed, or, made any unnecessary utterances.

3 - number of kids I have selling gift wrap for school fund raiser.

Want to buy something? (Yes, I know, I'm asking anyway).

E-mail me, and, tell me which kid you want to buy from, and, I'll send you the link, you can order stuff online. There's magazine subscriptions, too.

Busy Boy is obsessed with selling 35 items to get some disco ball thing, Busy Girl just wants to sell enough to get an out of uniform pass, and, Busy D. has no idea what's going on.

Would anyone like a warm Diet Coke?

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