Dipped in bleach and boiled.

Sooooo..... it's been a long time hasn't it? My apologies. But see, we've been in Florida for Camp Freedom and just got back today. We left on January 29th and had a gr8 time there. Camp was really good this year. Bro. Mitchell was my favorite evangelist. Troll was voted in as the new treasurer (starting in August) and I (sob, shake, sigh) will be book keeper. But enough of all that. I will post pictures from camp and etc. later because right now...I have a story to tell!!

We had a gr8 trip. The kids did super and even though not a one of them slept in the truck until both girls did sometime this afternoon (for all of 20 min)...we didn't have much whining or complaining. I was proud of them. I do think they got bored as at one point Reagan had his McDonald's bag over his head and Ethan had tissues stuck up each nostril!! We hit snow around Fredrick, MD and were ecstatic to hear on AM that our area is to get anywhere from 8-18 more inches on top of the stuff we already have. In our backyard it's almost up to Bia's bike seat! A nice snow and more piling on top.

So good trip, gr8 camp, etc. We walked in the door at 4:30 this afternoon eager to get luggage to its respective places and settle in. Troll headed out the door after the truck was unloaded to run to the store for milk, eggs and bread. I ran into the study bathroom and about fell over. I was met with an overwhelming smell of a southeastern Ohio outhouse! Someone had forgotten to flush the toilet b4 we left. O my word! I yelled for Jetta to please grab the toilet bowl cleaner and douse the toilet with it and NOT to flush it! I meandered into the kitchen and started to unload the numerous bags of snack foods that we'd accumulated over the trip. Troll came back from the store with the milk, eggs, creamer and cereal. I mentioned to Austin that he needed to empty the trash (which we'd forgotten to do b4 leaving) cause it smelled like something had died in it! He grabs a trash bag and starts to do that. I realized that the milk and other cold things that Troll had got were sitting on the floor so I opened the fridge to put it away. I went to push away a container so i had room and jerked my hand back. It was warm. Hmmm...weird. I then realized that that wasn't the only thing warm in the fridge. My heart started to go a bit faster as I opened the freezer door; something I SHOULDN'T have done. I didn't have the door even a 1/4 of the way open when out gushed water and a very smelly brown liquid. I gagged and yelled, "Austin, get your dad!" Let me tell you....it was FAR from being a nice ordeal. I couldn't deal with it. Poor Troll comes in from the study and said, "What?" I said, uh....I believe the fridge died sometime while we were gone. He groans and opens the freezer!!! Another gusher comes flying out! By this time we realized it was all under the fridge and looked like it had been for awhile. He said, "Hun, I believe this was off pretty close to all the time we were gone. You call our landlady and let her know and I'll start cleaning things out."

I must admit...I'm not a strong stomach when it comes to things of this nature. I couldn't even think about it. I called our landlady and left a message for her and went back to the kitchen where Troll told me I might as well stand back or I'd be puking! He cleaned out the fridge part first and had me dump out liquid things that could go down the drain and then when it got to things that were growing their own strain of putrification I'd back up, put my face down in my shirt and hold my breath while he held the offending item at arms length, grab the spatula and scrape it into the numerous trash bags we went through. Lets just say that not very many containers actually made it to the "lets clean em out stage"!! I didn't even care if they got thrown away. And then came the freezer.......ugh! I almost lost it when I saw him open it again. It was terrible. (understatement) The meat had gone completely brown. The corn we'd done this summer had gone sour and all puffy.......gag! Oh it was BAD! He took care of all the food spoilage and cleaning out the most of the fridge and ALL of the freezer and then I went to work with the scrubbing the whole thing down and moving the fridge while he cleaned out the bottom and yuk. Oh, and after all this and thinking the fridge had gone bad I glanced in to see that the thermostat had been turned to off. Bia. Our little darling child. The one who can't keep her hands off of stuff. The one that blames things on Austin's magic mouse. Evidently she'd turned it off the day we left.....January 29th! 12 days it sat and ripened and fermented! LOL!! Talk about being embarassed to call your landlady back. O goodness. So put all that smell on top of me putting pizzas in the oven and being so out of it that I forgot to take the cardboard out from under the pizza and baked it right into it and you'll have our welcome home fiasco!! Needless to say....I didn't feel like eating supper!

Three hours after the situation was found I placed cups of baking soda in the now "brand new" fridge, closed the doors and walked straight to the shower where I told Troll, "I think I need to be dipped in bleach and boiled."