There are days when I gripe and grumble. Okay, there are too many of those days, but deep down inside, I know how good my life is. Today, I’ve got bagged ice on my mind. When I was growing up, we never had enough ice in the freezer. And we always had to fill up those metal trays. There was never enough ice. Fortunately, I got a refrigerator with an ice maker years ago. But this week, I’m waiting for a technician to look at my ice maker, so I’m using bagged ice…