I've had a nice Father's Day - spend largely in going to church, grilling burgers, and goofing off.
Then, in the afternoon, my wife noticed that our freezer was kaput. Defunct. No longer among the functional. And only a quarter-century or so after we bought it.
Then she disappeared.
A few hours later she was back, with an assortment of my nieces, nephews, and in-laws. Also a (huge) new freezer. She'd found one in Alexandria, down the road. With the help of the extended family, the new freezer is in - and has been stocked with the undamaged (I trust) food that had been in the old one.
The old freezer is now sitting on the floor behind where I sit - temporarily, I assume.