Redneck Wednesday

I'll start this first yokel experience with one of my own:

This is my new-to-me fridge from a used appliance store. I took a gamble and well, lost. This bad boy tricked us by working in every way except in pumping cold air. Shane says it's the compressor; to me that interprets into a vital and expensive part...

We moved into the Cedar City house taking care to plug it in and get it running right away. After all I moved with 6 weeks of stored up breast milk, the last of our freezer meals, and what was stocked up of my Costco meat (there is no Costco in Cedar). Plus we had just stocked up on a few essentials to get through the week. *sigh*

Imagine my dismay when we filled the fridge and freezer that day and woke the next morning to meat juice oozing onto the floor!

Alas, I took what I could and threw it in a box to store OUTSIDE, in the snow, with the freezing 10 degree weather. And my daughter had the gaul to ask for milk instead of water for almost every meal. 

That ugly lamp was taken and thrown in the back yard into  our waste pile. I took it back out to stick on top of my box so the neighborhood cats didn't get into the box at night.

The contents, dismal as they are.

An example of breakfast needs.

 With it being so inconvenient, and uncomfortable to go outside to my 'fridge' we tried to grab and remember everything for a meal in one outing. On the plus side, it's too cold for any neighbor to be outside to judge me, and at least it's cold enough to try and salvage some of our groceries...too bad breast milk is so difficult to replenish and basically worth more than gold.