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I'm currently conflicted about my fridge that thinks it is a freezer in ever-changing spots.

On one hand, it makes the sour cream *very* unhappy. And while I've managed to salvage much of the other frozen stuff over the months, frozen (well, I suppose its actually *thawed*) sour cream isn't good for dips, topping things or putting into sauces. Nor is it good for caulking...

But, on this other hand over here, the tendency towards freezing *did* save the hugeoid bone-in ham that I bought in the
"we're going to have to toss it if you don't buy it" section of the grocery store, for sixteen dollars off the regular price.

Of course, if I'd clean out the fridge more often, things like this wouldn't happen. I *did* only find one thing that I not only don't remember cooking, but can't remember what the heck it actually *was*. *laugh*

Pretty jazzed right now, 'cause I did the rest of the dishes yesterday, cleaned out the entire fridge and got everything together to do a major clean-out of the pantry. I've also got a lot of food for V and the kids, which will probably be shipped out on Saturday, but perhaps sooner. This all hinges on my finding a *box*. So, we're having ham for dinner tonight, I can see the kitchen rather than the stuff piled on the shelves and I might actually be able to *find* stuff in my pantry soon. *bounce*

Dear *ghods*. I've become domesticated.

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I'm currently conflicted about my fridge that thinks it is a freezer in ever-changing spots.

On one hand, it makes the sour cream *very* unhappy. And while I've managed to salvage much of the other frozen stuff over the months, frozen (well, I suppose its actually *thawed*) sour cream isn't good for dips, topping things or putting into sauces. Nor is it good for caulking...

But, on this other hand over here, the tendency towards freezing *did* save the hugeoid bone-in ham that I bought in the
"we're going to have to toss it if you don't buy it" section of the grocery store, for sixteen dollars off the regular price.

Of course, if I'd clean out the fridge more often, things like this wouldn't happen. I *did* only find one thing that I not only don't remember cooking, but can't remember what the heck it actually *was*. *laugh*

Pretty jazzed right now, 'cause I did the rest of the dishes yesterday, cleaned out the entire fridge and got everything together to do a major clean-out of the pantry. I've also got a lot of food for V and the kids, which will probably be shipped out on Saturday, but perhaps sooner. This all hinges on my finding a *box*. So, we're having ham for dinner tonight, I can see the kitchen rather than the stuff piled on the shelves and I might actually be able to *find* stuff in my pantry soon. *bounce*

Dear *ghods*. I've become domesticated.