Frigid Air

Well. One can't go living one's life in fear of others' discovery of one's nasty little blog, can one?

My searcher never 'fessed up, perhaps because it was someone who was so mind-numbingly bored by what they saw when they clicked on the link to this site, that they vowed never to return! Well, good riddance to them! Unless it was my mother, in which case, Mom, for your own good, turn away now!

Naw, in all honesty, I think my searcher was probably a confused Facebook friend. See, it happens that I went to high school with a girl who has the exact same name as me. Except we didn't have the exact same name until I got married. In order to attempt to reduce confusion among old high school chums who might be searching for one or the other of us on Facebook, I named myself using my first name, maiden name and last name. It seems some people still didn't understand what was going on. I've received friend requests from several people who I know were her friends, and even former boyfriends of hers, who probably think they're adding her when they're really just adding little ol' me. Now they've got to endure my posts about how I have an urge to rub myself in butter and hug my fridge.

Long story short, they probably thought to themselves, "Hell, I don't remember this person, and anyway why does she have the same name as that short chick I used to date?" and then they probably googled my name. And stumbled upon this.

So let's skip over that speed bump and get down to the nitty gritty. My new refrigerator. It is the bomb.

First, let's take a gander at the old fridge.

I'm not proud of this. It's obvious I have a hoarding problem with salsa, mustard, tortillas, and pepperoncinis. It looks like something you might expect to find in a frat house. This old fridge was an apartment sized refrigerator, and the cheese drawer, which is having a rare moment of obedience in this photo, is typically hanging from one corner.

The freezer's no better. I found seven opened bags of frozen peas, innumerable bags of frozen bread, an empty bag of coffee, and, most importantly, giant jugs of tequila and vodka.

So here's the new fridge. It's got the fridge on top and the freezer on bottom, which is completely awesome, because how often do you use the freezer? Practically never!

And here's the new fridge, all organized. Unfortunately what I think this photo really demonstrates is that we have far too many condiments for a two-person household.

That is all, good people. Good night.