The Blessings of a Broken Fridge

It is really, really clean now. That's it. When your fridge breaks, you clean it. The rest sucks. My cold stuff went to the Lopez's house, my freezer stuff is still at the Randall's house. My mom keeps bringing me stuff I stashed in her freezer before Christmas. On Monday I composted and disposal-ed several jars of stuff that didn't make it to cold territory in time. The jars made it to recycling at the Library, yeah for me. I guess on the upside also is I finally bottled 3 pounds of butter before it went sour and we now have a fridge full of possibilities. I'd take a picture and post it but that would be really over the top.