We

had a death in the family a lil while back :-(.

It was a sad day :-(.

My fridge in the garage usually gets to looking like this through the summer.

No biggie.

Chip away all the ice and let it sit for a day, plug it back in and in no time were back in business.

Not this time :-(.

She didn't fire back up when I plugged her back in.

If you look close you will see a meat thermometer stuck in a pack of  marshmallows.

There were always left over marshmallows and Hershey's chocolate bars in this fridge from whenever the last bonfire happened to be.

The purpose of the thermometer stuck in a pack of  marshmallows was that it wasn't touching any metal and was stationed right in the middle of the fridge, this way I had an accurate reading on the temp.

I always, always, always had 32 degree bud light in the summer.

I would just keep lowering the temp till I got to the point where some of the beers, usually the ones around the outside of the case, would start to freeze.

I would tell people "I don't mind to lose a few to freezing as long as the others are 32 degrees."

Shoot, on a really hot day?

I'd even pop the frozen ones and drink them while they defrosted.

The running joke was I had the coldest beer in the (dry) county.

Cause if your beer was any colder?

It was froze.

Lol.

Had a friend come by one night, "I wanna beer, you want one?" "Sure" they said. I went and got them for us, I knew how cold it was, my guest didn't. A few minutes later somebody is shaking their head and saying "Oh my goodness..." "What?, What's wrong?". "That's cold as shit, I just had a major brain freeze."

A few years ago Nich and I and mom and Al went on a vacation to Florida.

Do you think I ever had as cold of a beer there on that trip as I did waiting for me when I got back home?

I think you already know the answer to that question.

Well anyway...

Not any more :-(.

All that came to an abrupt halt.

The thing is?

This fridge was in the basement when I moved in.

No telling when it was ever used last before I moved in over thirteen years ago.

I just decided one day to see if would work.

Ran an extension cord downstairs and plugged it in one day shortly after I had moved in and walla.

She fired right up.

Had a buddy of mine I used to work with help me haul it to the garage.

Nicholas and I had even painted in in day glow neon paint (soon faded with all the condensation).

Oh well, I got thirteen years out of it.

I was sad to see it go.

BTW, a fridge in the garage is a great thing for thawing out turkeys, storing meats to smoke the next day once they have rub on them, leftovers after a get together, drinks, beer etc...

Just sayin Bambi ;-).

Love ya Dollbaby.

Just want my wife sweetheart.

Get tired of telling ya sweetheart :-).