Toast wants to know, "What's on your fridge?" So, I'll oblige.
Our kitchen, like the rest of our home, is kept in immaculate, surgically-sterile condition with nary a toy or magazine out of place. Behold our gleaming stainless steel obelisk...
See?
You believe that crap? The front of that appliance is the cleanest part of the house only because we cannot easily stick junk all over it. Take a few steps into the room, and look at the part of the fridge that still accept magnets...
Not to worry, we hoarde our Bed, Bath & Beyond coupons in the stack of shit on top of the fridge. And of course, Ruby has free reign on the side of the stove...
For a shot of out kitchen in it's more "natural" state, here's one featuring Mrs. F., Kid Furious and our old fridge in all its paper-and-magnet-festooned glory.
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That is a pretty fridge.
The most amazing thing about this so far has been discovering the ubiquity of Bed, Bath & Beyond coupons.
Yeah, and it's never just one... And honestly, since filling the gaps in our wedding gifts years ago I don't think either one of us has set foot in the "Triple-B."
But you never know when you might need that 20% off one item..."don't throw that out."
That is a pretty fridge. We're still working with the one that was here when we bought the house. As long as it works, I imagine we'll keep it.
I've got Duracell coupons, but nothing from Bed, Bath & Beyond.
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