Comments on: what’s in YOUR fridge? http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/ entirely true, but exaggerated for comic effect Thu, 04 Dec 2008 06:40:43 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.1 By: molly http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3816 molly Wed, 24 May 2006 11:04:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3816 I once made a big ol' batch of potato salad and, not being accustomed to the wonders of the garbage disposal, tossed the skins down the sink (this was also pre-Internet, so I didn't have 50 million housekeeping sites to tell me not to put potato skins in the disposal because they're slippery and don't actually go down the drain, but apparently adhere to the walls of the disposal instead. Who knew?). Then I left for the weekend, leaving the skins of several pounds of potatoes rotting in the disposal. <br/><br/>I never DID get the smell out of that apartment. I felt so bad, too; my landlord was just the nicest guy, and I'm sure he eventually had to replace all the pipes or something to get rid of it. I once made a big ol’ batch of potato salad and, not being accustomed to the wonders of the garbage disposal, tossed the skins down the sink (this was also pre-Internet, so I didn’t have 50 million housekeeping sites to tell me not to put potato skins in the disposal because they’re slippery and don’t actually go down the drain, but apparently adhere to the walls of the disposal instead. Who knew?). Then I left for the weekend, leaving the skins of several pounds of potatoes rotting in the disposal.

I never DID get the smell out of that apartment. I felt so bad, too; my landlord was just the nicest guy, and I’m sure he eventually had to replace all the pipes or something to get rid of it.

]]> By: Pattie http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3806 Pattie Tue, 23 May 2006 20:50:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3806 Ha! That is great...I have found mustard in the cabinet, cereal boxes in the fridge, my daughter's sandals in the medicine cabinet....the list could go on and on...it's not pretty. Ha! That is great…I have found mustard in the cabinet, cereal boxes in the fridge, my daughter’s sandals in the medicine cabinet….the list could go on and on…it’s not pretty.

]]> By: mama_tulip http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3805 mama_tulip Tue, 23 May 2006 18:50:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3805 The first time I went out after having my daughter, my first child, I grabbed her diaper bag, my purse and her, in the infant carrier, and went to the car. I got her in the car, threw the diaper bag on the backseat and jumped into the driver's seat, tossing my purse onto the passenger seat beside me.<br/><br/>I glanced over and realized it wasn't my purse on the seat beside me.<br/><br/>It was the frying pan. With bits of breakfast still in it.<br/><br/>I realized then how tired I really was. The first time I went out after having my daughter, my first child, I grabbed her diaper bag, my purse and her, in the infant carrier, and went to the car. I got her in the car, threw the diaper bag on the backseat and jumped into the driver’s seat, tossing my purse onto the passenger seat beside me.

I glanced over and realized it wasn’t my purse on the seat beside me.

It was the frying pan. With bits of breakfast still in it.

I realized then how tired I really was.

]]> By: Andie D. http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3804 Andie D. Tue, 23 May 2006 17:04:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3804 My college roommate was a sloppy pig. Not fat, just messy as freakin' hell.<br/><br/>She decided one day to clean out her room. It was the first time she'd done so in the 2 years we'd been living together. It was an ALL DAY event, which culminated in a bout of slightly scary laughter that came from her room.<br/><br/>I walked in to make sure she was OK, and found her on the floor near her bed, rocking back and forth, holding something circular and off white in her hand, and laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face.<br/><br/>"What the fuck is THAT?" I asked.<br/><br/>"It's MILK! I left a cup of milk under my bed and it turned into THIS! Look! It's hard as a ROCK! Isn't that funny?"<br/><br/>I wasn't sure if I should laugh or find a new roommate. My college roommate was a sloppy pig. Not fat, just messy as freakin’ hell.

She decided one day to clean out her room. It was the first time she’d done so in the 2 years we’d been living together. It was an ALL DAY event, which culminated in a bout of slightly scary laughter that came from her room.

I walked in to make sure she was OK, and found her on the floor near her bed, rocking back and forth, holding something circular and off white in her hand, and laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face.

“What the fuck is THAT?” I asked.

“It’s MILK! I left a cup of milk under my bed and it turned into THIS! Look! It’s hard as a ROCK! Isn’t that funny?”

I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or find a new roommate.

]]> By: Mary P. http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3803 Mary P. Tue, 23 May 2006 16:15:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3803 Velma, you're wicked. I am so going to do that next time I'm asked something so obvious. HA!<br/><br/>Let's see: this one is my ex-husband's, but it's not a shot, since it's sooo something I would do.<br/><br/>He left one of those plastic refillable juice boxes - you know, with the flip-top straw? - in the trunk of his car. Filled with grape juice. Over a long weekend. In August.<br/><br/>It fermented, of course. Fermented and blew a hole right out the side of the plastic container, spraying hot, fermented grape juice all over the inside of the trunk.<br/><br/>His car smelled like cheap wine for months. Velma, you’re wicked. I am so going to do that next time I’m asked something so obvious. HA!

Let’s see: this one is my ex-husband’s, but it’s not a shot, since it’s sooo something I would do.

He left one of those plastic refillable juice boxes - you know, with the flip-top straw? - in the trunk of his car. Filled with grape juice. Over a long weekend. In August.

It fermented, of course. Fermented and blew a hole right out the side of the plastic container, spraying hot, fermented grape juice all over the inside of the trunk.

His car smelled like cheap wine for months.

]]> By: daysgoby http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3802 daysgoby Tue, 23 May 2006 16:08:00 +0000 http://fridayplaydate.com/whats-in-your-fridge/#comment-3802 Small saucer of vinegar in the crisper. Should set things to rights.<br/><br/>I do marathon cleans. So:<br/>(a few years ago)I couldn't find my tax paperwork, panicked, thought I threw it out, and spent three hours <em>in</em> the dumpster. Husband arrived, waded in, kissed me (never minding the smelliness that was me) and (just as I was thinking what a sweet guy he was) revealed HE had them. He'd left them in his car.<br/>(last week)<br/>Poptarts in the dryer. The BOX of poptarts. I think my psyche either is protecting me from junkfood or wants to make sure I get it all. Small saucer of vinegar in the crisper. Should set things to rights.

I do marathon cleans. So:
(a few years ago)I couldn’t find my tax paperwork, panicked, thought I threw it out, and spent three hours in the dumpster. Husband arrived, waded in, kissed me (never minding the smelliness that was me) and (just as I was thinking what a sweet guy he was) revealed HE had them. He’d left them in his car.
(last week)
Poptarts in the dryer. The BOX of poptarts. I think my psyche either is protecting me from junkfood or wants to make sure I get it all.

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