Ha – no, I didn’t go on trek.  Jon did.  Usually when he’s gone, or is going to go, unusual things start happening.

On Saturday our fridge died.  Friday night he left it open a crack (accidentally of course) and on Saturday morning it was up to 60 degrees.  Two brand new gallons of milk, cheese, bacon, mayo, and more food wasted.  Not really that big of a deal – we all make mistakes, no use crying over spilled milk, so to speak.  He cleaned it out, shut the door and turned on the “power cool” feature and we left to go to Costco to replace the food and buy a new matress.

When we got home, the fridge was down to 40 degrees (or so the thermostat said).  We put the food away and then he had some errands to run while I went and got a massage and then we went over to EmaLee’s house for poker night at about 7.  We left Em’s at 11 so that we could stop at the store and get a few last minute things for Father’s Day dinner to be held at our house the following day.  We got home at 11:30 to find the fridge at 60 degrees again.  Now we have two more brand new gallons of milk, cheese, chicken, shrimp and lots of vegis (among other things) that we have to try and refridgerate at 11:30 Saturday night.  We knew that breaking the Sabbath to buy a fridge on Sunday wouldn’t be the right thing to do so we had to think of something.  Jon, being the genius that he is, went back to Ralph’s and got some ice then to his work and got some dry ice pellets.  He brought it all home, put a layer of dry ice in the bottom of all of our coolers and regular ice on top of that, put the food in the coolers (the stuff that HAD to be refidgerated) and poured the rest of the ice over the top of that.  The milk was find Sunday morning and half frozen on Monday morning but all of the food survived!  The freezer side of the fridge was still working so we didn’t have to worry about that food, thankfully.

Anyway… 

Trek officially starts today.  My day was normal up until I got to the train station and found out that the train was cancelled.  Luckily, Gregg had introduced me to a couple of ladies who ride the train almost every morning and they were both there so we carpooled up.  I drove, just grateful for the use of the carpool lane!

Here’s why the train was cancelled.

Fun times.