So at 4.15 this afty I went to start dinner. Opened the freezer to find the door opened easier than it should. Not a good sign.
The drawers were covered with a sheet of ice. Icicles hung everywhere. Boxes were wet.
Dinner promptly became whatever was thawed out. The towels came straight out the dryer and onto the floor and I began an emergency defrost. Having first found the thermal bags to put the contents in.
But there was so much ice I decided to have fun as well.
Meet Steve.I sent him by text to Dad. He wanted to know if we were gonna eat him. No... he melted. Poor Steve. But he's my FB pic now. Lol.