Thursday night, hubs and picked up a new freezer in preparation for the great chicken massacre planned for this Saturday. Well, it's a new for US freezer, I don't think it's been new, new since sometime in the late 1950's. This baby is OLD OLD OLD. But, it's big and should hold lots of chickens. Because of it's size and weight (that beast is heavy!) it's new home is going to be our back deck. Yeah, that's kind of white trash, but hey, what do you expect? We considered putting it in the barn, but not only is it not very convenient when you want to grab something for supper, we're also having some weird electrical issue in the barn and the outlets aren't putting out full power. Something like that will fry a compressor in no time flat. Okay though, here's the deal. Hubs and I bought it Thursday night, it took 4 guys to get it into the back of our truck, but by the time we got home, it was dark and no time to unload it. Since hubs left early Friday morning to go to Houston with Angel #2, the truck with the freezer in the back, has been sitting in the driveway every since. Fast forward to yesterday evening. There's a belt on our mini-van that's been squealing and no amount of belt conditioner was making it shut-up. Well, last night, it fell off and the van was in no shape to drive, which means the truck was our only means of transportation. Since I didn't want to spent the rest of my week driving around with a 4 million pound freezer in the back of my vehicle, we needed to unload it. WE backed the truck up to the deck, and between him, Angel #4 and myself, we finagled it off the truck, got it turned around so it faced the right direction and put into place. Yay us!! I thought we'd have to recruit a few of WE's buddies to help, or maybe just his 300 lb friend Bryce :P but we did it.
I also managed to limp the van into the repair shop this morning, fortunately, it's only about 1 1/2mile away, so hopefully, I'll be cruising around in style in my mini-van before you know it.
Oh, I didn't tell you about our amazing abilities of deduction on Sunday. We were on our way home from church Sunday morning and there was an unusual amount of traffic on the interstate (I-43 going toward Green Bay, that was the first tip-off). I wondered what the big deal was, but didn't dwell on it too much. But then we started noticing the passengers in the other cars and we saw a whole lot of Packer jerseys and cheesehead hats, it was then we realized that there must be a Packer game scheduled at Lambeau Field. Yeah, we're regular Columbos. I think the Pack may have lost, but I'm not sure, we're not exactly NFL fans around here, if you haven't noticed.
Jeanie, they always refer to the house on the churchyard as the Sister House, I don't know if there's a difference between that and an actual convent - I'm as much Catholic as I am an NFL fan,so I'm not sure of the terminology. The sister house has a bedroom for the priest as well, maybe that's the difference, though I can't think that would be real kosher as far as the whole male/female, priest/nun living together thing. Last year, Angel #2 and I snuck upstairs into the attic of the house and everything just to nose around a bit. It looked like there had been some remodeling done in the 1950's and the house has some great mid-century bathroom fixtures and flooring and the kitchen is the bomb. It does, for some reason, have a creepy clown room on the 2nd floor,I'm totally not sure of the reasoning behind that little decorating fiasco, but other than that, it's a pretty cool old house.