Saturday was a day full of surprises.
Why the messy bar, AGAIN, you ask????

Wellllll . . .. Right before lunch, I went out to the garage freezer to get something and found water dripping and food trying to defrost. Please understand, it is the freezer primarily used for meat storage and it was FULL to the gills.
I acted quickly and began to empty the two refrigerator's freezer compartments (one in the garage and one in the kitchen) of all items that didn't HAVE to be frozen (i.e. rice, pinto beans, oatmeal, cake mixes, flour . . .) and, just as quickly, removed all meat from the dying freezer.

Praise God (!!!), I was able to cram almost everything into the two smaller freezers. I had to throw away a few things like ice cream & sherbet, fish, and some "party foods" we keep on hand. I maybe lost $40 of stuff, much better than $1000, or more, worth of meat!
The running between the garage freezer and the house wore me out. I kept my pace at a pretty good clip, as I ran from one to the other! The end result is two VERY crammed full small freezers!
One in the garage (blurry pic, but you get the idea)

It left me with no place to put 3 pizzas and 3 pies that were partially thawed. So you can guess what I did on Saturday's lovely near 100 degree day . . . Yep! Had the oven on 400 degrees making pizzas, 2 pies, and then one more pie! Between freezing from the dripping freezer water and the burning up in the kitchen's hot spot, I'm happy to say I am no worse the wear AND glad I caught the problem before we lost everything.
I wiped out the freezer and turned off the power. I wasn't sure if the condenser was gone or if someone had accidentally left the freezer door open just a crack. I feared the worst, and I began to check prices of comparable freezers at Lowe's and Home Depot. Almost $900!!!!! I KNOW we didn't spend that much on ours, because we'd never spend that much on an appliance! I remembered we'd bought that freezer and the indoor refrigerator from Lowe's damaged goods aisle. Check them out if you never have. There were some marks on the refrigerator's side with a dent (ours slides into a nook, so no one sees the sides) and scratches on the freezer, which is in the garage . . . so who cares?
I waited a little over an hour and figured the "hotter than hot" garage had defrosted anything that might be holding ice. I turned the unit back on and put 3 gel ice packs in there to see if they'd refreeze. They appeared to be doing well and so I refilled the ice cube trays I'd removed from the kitchen freezer (to make room for meat) and prayed.
This morning, all seems to be working well. Even our "test" gallon of ice cream is frozen. I am leaning towards the idea that the door was accidentally left open and SO THANKFUL we didn't loose all of our meat.

On top of everything else, I now have a very clean freezer!!!
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Thinking that was all of the excitement for the day, I took a shower (glad I had waited, since I was working up quite a sweat with the meat run!) and prepared to deliver dinner to one of our pastor's family.
The house became dark and I received a call from Jesse asking what was up with the weather - the sky was "black" where he was working. Sure enough, storms were moving this way. I hustled the girls and I, got the food in the Suburban, and we drove quickly to the church. I talked briefly with the pastor, and then I *had* to go to that other Wal-Mart to pick up my prescription. It was muggier than all get out with ominous looking black clouds moving closer and closer!
When I was in the parking lot, a large family that looked like a grandma my age with 2 pre-teen children and a an older girl (about early 20's), who had 3 very young children, were walking through the parking lot aisles aimlessly weaving in and out of the path of moving cars. The children were all over the place and I very carefully inched my way to the spot that was open - close to the family. I barely crept forward. The older women walked on with the older children and the young mother stopped, trying to put a baby and a toddler in a cart. I though she was letting me get into the spot - so I slowly pulled in. She proceeded to scream at me about pedestrians have rights and "my people" (yes, she was African American) had rights . . . She never quit. I was going to get out and apologize and explain I didn't mean any harm, but her tirade (which included language I never wanted my children to hear) continued and I feared she might hit me if I approached her. Of course, my first inclination was to holler back that *I* watch *my* children in a parking lot and don't allow them to run off . . . but, with my headcovering on, I obviously look like I'm from *some* religious sect and felt God calming my spirit and saying , "Shhhhh." Trust me. My reaction is new and not the way I used to violently erupt!
The girls and I walked on, passed her by, and never spoke. She still yelled obscenities and was jumping up and down and shaking her fist, as we entered Wal-Mart. It was a quick $4 purchase, and we were back on our way to the parking lot. In my nervous state, I had hit my remote lock 3 times, which starts the engine back up with the doors locked. I hit remote's "unlock" and couldn't figure out why the car was running . . . We got in (remember it was VERY hot and muggy) and it was comfortably cold. It gave me a chance to "cool off" and regain my composure. I drove home answering all of the questions my children had about the lady that screamed at me. And, apparently, the finger gesture the preschool boy had made at us.
I was honest and explained to my girls what I had REALLY wanted to say and how that would have been wrong. Rissy said, "Well I think you should have told her how you felt; AND, also told her *your* children obey and she should teach *hers* to obey." Of course, my FEELINGS agreed. But, I told her that wasn't how we were supposed to act. Luci added that I should have hit her mouth when she yelled at me. She asked what exactly the lady was saying because she didn't understand all of her words. I told her she had used naughty words and left it at that.
They continued with questions and I explained what our response as a Christian should be. What would Jesus have done? What stories in the Bible could we find where Jesus yelled back? Would He have hit her in the mouth? Would He have yelled naughty words back? Jesus is our example and we are to set a "GOOD" example before others. I told them, "That lady might not know Jesus. She might have had a horrible day and I was the one she yelled at." They reminded me that no one at Pastor C.J. church (98% African American) acted like that. I told them you never know HOW people act when they aren't in church and that it wasn't fair to judge church people, OR people who had never been to a church. That was not OUR job. And people from all different backgrounds make mistakes. Even Daddy and I did things wrong at times, no matter how hard we try.
I thought they were satisfied, but when Jesse walked in the door, after work, Rissy sang like a bird. The story had escalated to how the women almost came after us and how Mommy had almost hit her child with the Suburban . . . So, we then had to teach them about exaggerating the truth! Jesse told them, 2 young African American girls had been hit by a car Friday night and MAYBE that woman was related to one of them. If so, then she was justifiably fearful for her children's lives. WE AREN'T THE JUDGE - GOD IS.
THAT was my Saturday - NOT exactly what I had planned. Do you think there is a theme running through my life these days as far as my plans not turning out MY way????!!!!
Sunday, we did nothing. I mean nothing. The bar, small freezers, and large freezer all look the same today. Jesse and I laid on our bed and watched two movies (we NEVER do that) and decided not to feel guilty. He charcoaled some meat and I had made baked beans and a macaroni salad earlier. That was our dinner. The pictures above were taken this morning! So my work is cut out for me today - IF things go as *I* have planned. LOL!!!
Our skinny little guy, Chirper, is going to the vet this morning for surgery to be done this afternoon. He's being neutered. We'll have to pick him up tomorrow morning. The children's dentist office called to remind me of tomorrow's appointment at 8:15am. Right! There's no way I would have made an 8:15am appointment. I explained about the cat, and she has us rescheduled for Wednesday afternoon.
I need to learn to chill a bit like little Chirper!!!

It will be interesting to see what today holds! (BIG SMILE)
































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