Hole? Yes, we're trying to dig out of it.

So...last night our lovely Refridigerator, who I will lovingly call it 'Useless Piece of S**t", decided to stop working. We were thisclose to going to the grocery store earlier to do our shopping. Luckily for us (the only silver lining) we were too lazy to go out in the rain.

I was happily making dinner and about to make some delicious biscuits when I went into the fridge to take out our new gallon of milk. John and I are chatting about our day when all the sudden *plop* came out the milk. 'Plop I said?', why was the milk going plop? I did something noone in their right mind should ever do...I smelled it. YUCK! I immediately gagged and shoved it into John's nose for him to smell and take (he's even worse about those kind of things than I am). So we wondered why this brand new milk had gone bad. We open our 'UPofS' and realize it wasn't cool!

After much cussing and screaming, we loaded what stuff we could say and hauled our cookies to the bank to use their fridge for the night. Blah! I will be calling a repair man today-I hate calling them!

I'm out.