Oh boy, we have a new fridge! My parents managed to keep the same one going since they've been married, but lately have gotten tired of mopping up water puddles that seem to appear in the bottom. And the duct tape on the bar that held the condiments in was really starting to give out. So the time had come:)

There's a long story about how the truck delivering it got stuck in the mud, but then later that night the man still wanted to deliver it. This story includes my dad and I staying up till 3 a.m., still in communication with the installation man, and him finally calling and saying he was too tired to finish the last delivery (that was us). Of course we had to sorta understand. It's not his fault he got stuck in the mud, and we understood he had a long night...but you know.

So it came at the start of business the next day. My mom spent a while determining where everything would go, and then she made everyone sit down and hear the explanation of the dairy corner, the solid dairy shelf, the leftovers shelf, and so on. It was funny when my dad came in and she said, "Come here and sit down while I show you where everything goes."