I don't like dill pickles. Unless they are the fried pickles from Cheeseburger In Paradise. Then I can eat them like there's no tomorrow! But because I don't like them and because only one other person lives in the house with me, I know who left the lid loose on the pickle jar. I was cleaning out the fridge and picked up the jar and this is what happened.
The rest of the pickles are on the floor and the pickle juice is EVERYWHERE including down the front of my shirt. Boy, was he in trouble! You might be wondering why I would blog about this. Well, I was at the fabric store when a woman in line commented on the fabric I was buying and one thing led to another and I told her about my blog. When she asked what I blogged about, I told her I write about the things I make, family and just everyday things.
This is one of those things.
Have a wonderful Wednesday!
Oh I bet he was in the dog house :(
ReplyDeleteIt is one thing to go to the fridge once you have decided to clean it out as it is but when something extra gets spilled....... I'd most probably close the door, make a cup of tea (actually it might be something a bit stronger if it is afternoon He! He!)and sit and watch a movie in protest. :)
Have a lovely Wednesday. T. :)
Hmmm, bearing in mind that you don't like pickles, I could turn the things round a bit and suspect that you spilled them by "accident" just to get rid of them :)))
ReplyDeleteAh, the everyday things are so much fun!
Oh Annette...I had a similiar meeting the other day...I think I will blog about it.
ReplyDeleteMen...if we didn't love them so much we would do them much harm ;->
Janet xox
You have to admit, it's kind of funny. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of something that happened to my friend. She and her now-husband were planning their wedding, and she told him to leave space in the frige for something or other. He was like, "Oh yeah, there's plenty of space." She got home that day, and there were three GIANT jars of homemade dill pickles chilling, taking up all the space she needed for the wedding stuff. She was pissed. Clearly, a man's version of "plenty of room" is different from a woman's.
LOL!!! Here to for known as The Great Pickle Debacle of 2011.....poor pickles...gave their life for no reason. Did Micheal get the Big Pillow? LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm not much for pickles either. I really hope your beautiful strawberries don't taste like pickles now!
ReplyDeleteHey, I think it worked out well, didn't it? The pickle disappeared, the fridge got cleaned out and all is well:):)
ReplyDeleteCracked me up! Reminds me of similar incident at our house, although I had no one to blame but myself. Saurkraut in between every single thing in the door like tinsel dripping off a Christmas tree...
ReplyDeleteUuugh. And it's pickle juice! This happens all the time with the eggs in my house.
ReplyDeleteLife is made up of the everyday little things -- even when they're stinky (or in big trouble). I love that you share the everyday here.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes for apologies and sweetness to come from the pickle eater.
ha! i have a love-hate relationship with pickles. i have to be in just the perfect mood for them...but this sort of accident would most definitely not conjure up the right mood. :) i think he owes you BIG!
ReplyDeleteOh yuck, I've had that happen with a jar of mayo before and it was back when mayo came in glass jars.
ReplyDeleteRefrigerators are a pain to clean. I recall a story a friend told me when we were both living in South America. She had just gone to the market and had brought back fresh produce along with a live chicken (there you bought your chicken fresh ... really fresh!). Since she had a function to go to she didn't have time to take care of her purchases so she instructed her maid to take care of the produce and to clean the chicken and put it in the refrigerator. When she returned home the maid was gone and my friend went into the kitchen to see about fixing dinner for her family. To her surprise when she opened the refrigerator out jumped a very wet, cold and upset chicken. Needless to say she had to clean out her refrigerator also. :D