The Post Where I Start Out Talking About One Thing, Get Side Tracked, and Almost Have a Nervous Breakdown

When I woke up this morning I told Brian that I had a dream

that I was at the mall and didn't have any money.

He asked me if I did a red-neck layaway.

I asked him what that was.

He said that his mother would go and look

for Christmas presents

and if she didn't have enough money,

she would take the items and hide them around the store

and go back and get them after she got paid.

I love red-necks.

 

But that's not really what I wanted to talk to you about.

I wanted to talk about my refrigerator.

Raise your hand if you hate your side by side refrigerator.

You do know I can't see you, right?

Put your hand down.

You look ridiculous.

This fridge came with the house and
we are grateful that we didn't need to buy one
but seriously?
Who thinks it's a great idea to buy a fridge where
the freezer is so narrow
that you can't fit a large pizza in there?
I'm not sure I want to live in a world
where one can't store giant frozen discs
of doughy goodness.

In my opinion,
the side by side refrigerator is the
red-headed step child of the appliance world.

WOW!
I didn't realize until I actually typed those words,
that I am a red-headed step child to someone.
That just explains so much.

Albeit, I'm not actually a child anymore
(Shaddup!)
And my red hair comes from a bottle.
but still.

I'm a little overwhelmed with this.
I know I'm supposed to be talking about my refrigerator
which I'm trying to organize
but this revelation has been quite upsetting.

Can we forget about the refrigerator discussion until tomorrow?
I need a some time to process this.

xxx-ooo
Holly