Our oldest daughter started day 4 of Basement Fridge with a question.  ”Mom, you are going to call the refrigerator repair guy today right?”  

Needless to say, the refrigerator repair man did not get called.  We are currently under a blizzard warning, which meant the day was spent running errands and getting groceries.  We did have fun last night, watching our neighbors pull up in front of their houses and drag grocery bags up their front steps and into their blizzard bunkers.  The whole thing became a game.  Elizabeth would see a car pull up in front of a neighbor’s house and shout to the girls, “Mike is home!  Will he have groceries?”  Gracie and Ellie (so there you have it, Gracie and Ellie are the names of our two daughters, and they will be referred to as such from now on, as they too have more to them than just being “our daughters”) would run to the window and watch the neighbor get out of their car in anticipation of the removal of the grocery bags.  They stood in silence, waiting for the mystery to be revealed.  As soon as the first bag came into sight, they would cheer and shout.  As more neighbors returned home, the hopeful anticipation of groceries and the cheering and shouting became more intense.  None of our neighbors let us down.  All five that we saw come home had groceries with them.   

It is a funny thing how we all scrambled to the grocery store, as if having to go without an item of convenience for a few days could be potentially unbearable.  It isn’t that we actually need the items, it’s that we might not be able to get the items if we need them, and somehow that really bothers.  We have little experience in going without when it comes to what we consider necessities.  So, instead of having the customary gallon of milk, we now have two gallons, one of them in Basement Fridge, the other one on the back porch, which is now known as Back Porch Fridge.