The thermometer in the freezer, rather than displaying a temperature, even a really low one, has apparently just given up. It's even read negative numbers before, but now it just reads "LL," which is not so much a temperature as an admission of defeat.
I pull out ice cube trays and crack them one at a time into the bin, then fill up my water bottle, and Katie's. When I get back to the freezer with the refilled trays, the thermometer innocently reads 20 degrees, as if nothing had happened, and I shut the door slowly, watching the digital readout suspiciously.
One year ago: Subways and Means
Two years ago: Risky
Three years ago: Cat Scratch, No Fever
Four years ago: This Sounds Kinda Perfect
Seven years ago: (though I could still use the money)