Tar and Abby

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

The fridge. It is not Lazarus.

$442.43 worth of fret, worry and lamentation the fridge was blessed to run a week by a really nice repairman whilst a part is to be put on a camel and sent forth with a return visit promised next Tuesday.

Two hours passed and Lazarus has returned to behind the rock. It stopped working again. More ice is being purchased by the Daughter. I spend a good 20 minutes talking in foreign tongues to a representative half way around the world. I am to stand by for choirs of angels to herald the next visit by the repairman.


4 comments:

Joy said...

It's pining for the fjords.

Sam said...

Can I get an Amen?

mistress maddie said...

But I'm sure the dogs are to willing to consume any meat before it expires.

Bob said...

Maybe the angels could just bring ice .... or a new fridge?