Happy birthday, Jason. Here's a broken fridge.

So everyone keeps talking about their blogs and I've been feeling so left out, so here's my first attempt at this thing you call blogging. So, today was a busy day for me and I feel like I have a lot to write about. Most of my days are not this exciting. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if I only wrote a couple times a month. My life's just not that eventful.
So, first of all, today is Jason's 30th birthday! I can't believe he's 30. I used to think that was kind of old, but lately it's seeming younger and younger. So, we have church at 8:30 which is a struggle for us. But, we were leaving for church and we were all rushed and Jason put Roman in his car seat and I decided I'd better pour some milk in one of Roman's sippies because he fusses a lot in sacrament meeting. Anyway, I went to the fridge and i thought, "hmm...this milk is warm." Then I opened the freezer and all this water poured out. Apparently my fridge/freezer is broken. Everything in the freezer was thawed. So, you know how I am, I was like, "Jason, all of our food is ruined! What are we going to do? We have to throw it all away." Then he looked at it and said it wasn't that warm yet. So, instead of heading to church, we had to take all of our food to Jason's parents' because they have an extra fridge/freezer. So, we ended up missing sacrament meeting :( And I always feel so guilty. I was like, "Do you think we can wait until church is over before we move this stuff?" Jason said it couldn't wait. I think he said something about the ox being in the meyer? Anyway, I know this is a really long story but this is how I tell stories. Ummm...oh, so the thing that makes me so mad is that our fridge is only 2 yrs old! Since when does a fridge break after 2 yrs? and to make matters worse, last week our front load washing machine broke too (and it's also 2 yrs old.) And then on top of that, I was gassing up my car yesterday and after I filled it up I went to start it and it wouldn't start. Of course, it just so happened that I had Roman with me and jason wasn't there. So, I frantically called Jason and he saved the day. He jumped it and then took it to the repair shop and they had to replace the battery. Seriously, who ever has this many things break on them in such a short amount of time? So, happy birthday, Jason. Here's a bunch of reapairs you can pay for :) Anyway, we had a little party at jason's parents' house and his birthday ended up being a pretty good one. Sorry my first blog ended up being somewhat of a downer. Next time I'll try to do one that's more upbeat.