Here, Smell It!

Here, Smell It!

My DW and I just finished cleaning the fridge. It had been accumulating leftovers and almost-empty condiment bottles since before Christmas, and because it was burping out broccoli gases every time we opened the door, it was time.

DW took Job A, which included deciding what to keep and what to toss, as well as wiping all bottles of drips and streamers and rethreading all of the cross-threaded lids.

I got Job B, which included dumping all off the leftovers into the disposal and hosing down the shelves and drawers. Mine was the fun job. It’s like getting to do science experiments, run machines, and play with my food all at once.

Along the way, I made the following observations:
1. Grinding onions in the disposal is a bad idea.
2. Grinding citrus fruits in the disposal is a good idea that almost compensates for #1.
3. Moldy cheese is indistinguishable from moldy refried beans.
4. It is possible to have five open containers of sour cream in the fridge at once–and not be able to find any of them.
5. When your DW says, “Ugh, this is the foulest thing I’ve ever smelled: Here, smell it”….don’t.

By | 2007-01-14T21:13:00+00:00 January 14th, 2007|Inklings|4 Comments

4 Comments

  1. newport2newport January 14, 2007 at 10:19 pm - Reply

    Ha ha ha! You got the worst job, in my opinion. Blergh.

    On a rosier note, I read your Miss Snark entry. LOVED it! Very clever, very well-written. I don’t see why Miss Snark didn’t warm to the thought of digits in Zip Loc bags. (“Ugh, this is the foulest thing I’ve ever smelled: Here, smell it.”)

    Thanks for the smiles. ūüôā

  2. thunderchikin January 14, 2007 at 11:35 pm - Reply

    LOL!

    She always does that to me, and she has no concept of why I want to just take her word for how bad it smells.

    Thanks for the kind words and encouragement about the entry. I was encouraged by what some of the posters wrote. I learned a lot from the process.

  3. davidlubar January 15, 2007 at 9:44 am - Reply

    Great list. My standard line for unruly 8th graders is, “Hey, kid, I’ve got food in my fridge older than you.”

  4. thunderchikin January 15, 2007 at 9:45 am - Reply

    Ha!

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