Fridge Fizzled Out . . .

Although Saturday was a good day, Sunday was not.

First I woke up to a warm refrigerator.  I thought the kids had left a door open all night (bad seals on it, and if one door is shut, the other pops open), but by 4pm we realized the fridge was fizzling out.  Gone.  Pa-toot.  The blasted thing stopped working. 

Hay Day and Other Tidbits

Hubby spent most of the day wrestling with the mower.  He did have to order a part, which should arrive in a week or so.  I continue to wrestle the weeds in the garden.