Because I am a mother of 2 young children...
and my Friday was crazy...
and my weekend was full of family and food...
InstaFriday will be on Monday.
My blog... my choice.
So after my last post, my refrigerator died.
And that my friends, is the intro into a very long, somewhat boring story entitled :
My refrigerator died, I had the worst attitude about it, I had to laugh at the absurdity of life, we had to pay $ we didn't have, and now I live in fear of of the refurbished fridge going ka-put because I am the one who shopped and bought it.
Your excited to hear it right?
So My fridge made horiible sounds for about a day and then everything turned to mush... of course this happened on a Saturday/Sunday.
Lucky for us, we had this old, small, horribly disgusting fridge in the garage just waiting to be cleaned out and rolled inside to save the day.
The Captain was thankful for a ready-made back up.
I was horrified that this thing was about to come live in my kitchen.
God and I had to have a huge talk about my attitude.
and after some soul searching and some self-spoken, heavily loaded words "Cari your being a brat... be thankful!" I was begrudgingly OK with the disgusting fridge entering my home.
It was brought inside an hour prior to Rigg's 3rd birthday party... here at my home.
So this was the view in my kitchen... 2 refrigerators.
We plugged in the second fridge... and waited... and waited...
2 refigerators in my kitchen, and hour before a birthday party is to be, and they both don't work.
Life is funny...
let's all have a big chuckle...
So we lived out of a cooler for the next day and a half, in which I called a repair man, had him tell me it was going to be $$$ for a repair, went shopping all around town for scratch and dent and/or refurbished appliance places, and eventually bought a new fridge.
God had mercy on me and my terrible heart attitude. because not only did I not have to put the horrible disgusting fridge in my kitchen... I found this beauty for $325.
It is times like this when I remember how much God gives me that I do not really deserve.
and that's a lot, folks...
Meanwhile, Rigg's birthday party went off without a hitch... except the 2 nonworking refrigerators in my kitchen... but it turns out family doesn't really care how many refrigerators you have in your kitchen and it was a talking point...
It was a Buzz Lightyear birthday... because little one is slightly obsessed...
We crammed our family into our tiny house.
amd we laughed.
watched the kids play
and ate alien cupcakes
it was perfect.
Rigg got his very own Buzz Lightyear doll.
He has slept with it and taken it everywhere since he opened the box.
I think it was a winner.
The boys have been playing together more and more.
It is fun to watch them become friends.
I took a little me time this week to paint my pigs... and swing on the porch, while the humidity made my hair into a crazy afro...I was pretty afterwards.
Today my sister and my 2 beautiful nieces go home today. They have been here 2 weeks. I will miss cuddling this little one.
and that, my friends, is InstaFriday on a Monday.