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We’re getting one of these on Monday.  The Y has a fancy-dancy one that produces some excellent water that’s tapped into the main water line instead of in a replaceable jug.   I really want one as I get tired of buying and wasting water bottles and do not like our tap water too much.  But guess how much that costs a month?  $39.95 and guess how long they make you sign a contract for?  60 months!  That is ridiculous!  Some car loans aren’t even that long.  So we ended up with a nation 21 loans one.  We probably can get away with $16 a month, maybe up to $24 depending on how much we use it, ie, how much water the kids waste.  Even if we ended up with another bottle for about $32, it is still cheaper per month and the contract is only for one year.  And it’s not so permanent.  With the other, you have run a drain line as well as the water line to it.  You’d have to be pretty serious about filtered water to get one of them bad boys.

I will be 29 next Wednesday.  Usually I am super excited about my birthday but of course as the years go by, I have been less excited about adding another candle to the cake.  I REALLY am not looking forward to this one.  Because that means it is my LAST year in my 20s which means I’ll be THIRTY.  I still clearly remember being 9 and on my 10th birthday as I blew out the candles thinking, good-bye single-digit years (yes, I was a dork then too).  I don’t wanna say good-bye to my 20’s.  That means I’m all grown-up and I’m supposed to check that little 30-35 age range checkbox on surveys and I just don’t. like. that.  Yes, I’m whining.  I’m hanging on to 28 for the next 4 days and I hope someone asks me how old I am every day just so I can say 28 four more times.

OK, I have to tell this story, not because it’s cool or amazing or it will make you cry buckets of tears, just because I feel like I need a cleansing from this annoying, disgusting Chick-fil-a man.

Yesterday I stopped at CFA (it’s too hard typing it out) on the way home from picking the girls up from preschool camp.  When I pulled in the parking lot, the drive-thru line was almost wrapped around the building.  By the time I was 2 people away from the ordering thingy, this guy in a slick, blue grey Volvo something or other just sits there when 3 people in front of me was done ordering.  Sits there long enough where the guy in front of him completed his order.  I was going to beep my horn as there were probably 6 more cars behind me but I do not EVER beep my horn.  I’m a pretty patient person that doesn’t really like to draw attention to myself so the only time I do it is when I’m in Maryland saying bye to people cause that’s how they do it up there. When in Rome..right.  Anyway, so I actually tried to beep my horn but dorky me did not press hard enough to make a sound and the guy moved forward as soon as I did (or didn’t) do that.

So, I’m sort of patiently waiting for this guy to order and I’m looking at him in his sideview mirror and he’s sort of coughing his way through his quick order.  I see him turn his head inward towards his car and when I see him in the mirror again, he has his mouth open with a ball of snot right on the tip of his tongue (almost gagging typing that).  He closes his mouth, drive forward about 10 feet and proceeds to spit it out in the grass.  I about puked.  I pulled forward and was actually forced to order food after seeing that. 

I have a new favorite floral picture that I’ll be trading out for a picture in the next copy of my book.  Isn’t it beautiful..and to think it’s in MY yard…

So I think the fridge-buying has been put off once again.  Our ice machine hasn’t worked..or has never worked since we moved here, I can’t remember…so Scott simply turned off the water to the fridge and we have had no launches into outerspace or any sounds that make me think there will be one and also no more puddles.  Yay.

Our fridge is doing something really weird and I may finally have to break down and buy a new one.  I came into the kitchen last night to find a puddle in the floor.  There was water in the bottom of the fridge and it was spilling over and out of the fridge and onto the floor.  Scott got the water out but I came into the kitchen this morning to find towels on the floor and the same problem.  Scott thinks somehow the temperature was up because we had found ice in the kool-aid and then it got turned down and now the condensation (sp?) is all going down to the bottom.  Well, I don’t know how either of those settings were changed and in any case I’m hoping that’s the issue because [start redneck, southern drawl] we don’t have no $1,000 to go spending on no fridge.

Update: About every 10 minutes our fridge now sounds like it’s about to take off into outerspace.  Not. Good.