ode to my fridge...
I love the way my milk is kept
nearly icy cold
I love the way your drawers pull out
and how you're free of mold
But lately I have noticed that
you don't smell so nice
And I wonder what the stench is
that assails me with the light?
** In case you didn't figure it out already, my normally nice fridge had developed an ODOR that I couldn't locate. Weird. I don't have stinky foods. Mostly, my fridge is packed with condiments, canned soda, my Brita pitcher, and assorted cheeses. Intent to discover the stench, I began opening and closing random tupperware containers. The red onion smelled like onion. The milk was fresh. I don't have any unfrozen meats. Cooking oil was okay, as was the beef broth that I plan on turning into french onion soup. I tossed the Feta, though it smelled like feta and not rancid decaying flesh. Finally, container number 6--broccoli. It was, at one time, frozen broccoli. I put it in a container to take for lunch one day, forgot to take it with me, and it's been in the fridge ever since. I'm pretty sure this is what it is, though I haven't proven it as a successful hunt and find mission yet. More on the stink-finding mission later.
Today is my one year anniversary with my company. I received a lapel pin. A lapel pin, you say? Why yes! I was gifted with my VERY OWN lapel pin with the company logo. Where does a person who owns no lapels wear a lapel pin to, you ask? Well, you DON'T! I guess this is one of those things that will be tossed in the jewelry box, along with my 5 year pin from the Palace, my sorority badge, and assorted other reward pins. Hello? What am I, 60? My grandmother wore lapel pins. I loved my grandmother, but I am not wearing a lapel pin. If I had digital camera, I would post a picture of it. I would rather have money...or a gift card...or something. Maybe in 25 years, I'll have grandchildren and I'll pull it out and show them and relive the illustrious days of slaving away in dredges of the payroll department. (Of course, I need to locate a husband and pop out a few rugrats before I begin planning on the grandkids.)
*note to self-ask for a digital camera for Christmas.
Happy Weekend!
nearly icy cold
I love the way your drawers pull out
and how you're free of mold
But lately I have noticed that
you don't smell so nice
And I wonder what the stench is
that assails me with the light?
** In case you didn't figure it out already, my normally nice fridge had developed an ODOR that I couldn't locate. Weird. I don't have stinky foods. Mostly, my fridge is packed with condiments, canned soda, my Brita pitcher, and assorted cheeses. Intent to discover the stench, I began opening and closing random tupperware containers. The red onion smelled like onion. The milk was fresh. I don't have any unfrozen meats. Cooking oil was okay, as was the beef broth that I plan on turning into french onion soup. I tossed the Feta, though it smelled like feta and not rancid decaying flesh. Finally, container number 6--broccoli. It was, at one time, frozen broccoli. I put it in a container to take for lunch one day, forgot to take it with me, and it's been in the fridge ever since. I'm pretty sure this is what it is, though I haven't proven it as a successful hunt and find mission yet. More on the stink-finding mission later.
Today is my one year anniversary with my company. I received a lapel pin. A lapel pin, you say? Why yes! I was gifted with my VERY OWN lapel pin with the company logo. Where does a person who owns no lapels wear a lapel pin to, you ask? Well, you DON'T! I guess this is one of those things that will be tossed in the jewelry box, along with my 5 year pin from the Palace, my sorority badge, and assorted other reward pins. Hello? What am I, 60? My grandmother wore lapel pins. I loved my grandmother, but I am not wearing a lapel pin. If I had digital camera, I would post a picture of it. I would rather have money...or a gift card...or something. Maybe in 25 years, I'll have grandchildren and I'll pull it out and show them and relive the illustrious days of slaving away in dredges of the payroll department. (Of course, I need to locate a husband and pop out a few rugrats before I begin planning on the grandkids.)
*note to self-ask for a digital camera for Christmas.
Happy Weekend!
posted by ~ruthie @ 9:03 PM
2 Comments:
At 4:07 PM,
Tee/Tracy said…
Yes! You need a digital camera! Can't you get a fairly good one for like $20 now??? I STILL don't have a nice $300 model, but mine's decent. (I think it was in the $60 range.)
As for your fridge - I'd put a little box of opened Arm and Hammer baking soda in there. Sucks the smell right up.... Or I've heard crumbled up newspapers will do it, too.
Congrats on your lapel pin. Bleh. Hope you get something better for the 2nd year!
At 6:39 PM,
Zoe said…
LOL! I was just reading through your blog! I too was unaware of Lapel pin etiquette until I read your information . . . thank you for letting us know! :)
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