bubble wrap needed . . .

this month is not starting out wonderfully for us klutzes of the world. 

the fridge as i mentioned, is dying.  so everything is melting.  think ice.  think wet tile floor.  think jeanne on her butt.  think kidlet doing a spectacular job of containing her laughter.

she was over picking up gravy that would otherwise die here.  and the shrimp i cooked and peeled.  it needed a home.  whatever she didn't want, went home to her friends.  everything else is stuffed in the garage. 

at least i didn't get burnt ironing. 

life is good.