We didn't live together before we got married, so there was an adjustment period. Nothing major. Unless you count the part where I was completely psychotic because of some hormone altering preventative medication I was taking. But other'n that, nothing major.
I was in love with the boy. Nothing like I am now---but I couldn't have been happier to be married to him and I pretty much thought everything about him was adorable. I knew I was in deep smit when we were dating and he gave a talk at church. He referred to some bad guys from the scriptures as "total fetchers". I remember my sister and friend turning to me, wide-eyed, in shock that he had just said that from the pulpit. I remember grinning and saying, "Isn't he cute?" at the same time they turned toward me in shock.
Before too long, I did become the typical wife and didn't find anything endearing about toilet seats left up and dirty socks on the floor. But I think the very first time I was completely grossed out and I couldn't find the cute side of it, was actually right after we got back from our honeymoon.
We got up one morning and had breakfast and set off to run errands. When we got home, several hours later, I went to the refrigerator to find some refreshment.
Inside the refrigerator was a bowl of disgusting gray sludge sitting on the top shelf. I stared at it, wondering what my husband had been making with paper mache that I hadn't noticed, in our studio apartment, why on earth he hadn't finished what he started, and what in the world it was doing in our fridge. I turned to ask J what it was, he grabbed it out of the refrigerator as I was mid-sentence, plunged a spoon into the bowl and noshed away.
To say I wanted to projectile vomit right then and there until I had nothing left to give, would be an understatement.
The answer to my questions were: It was his cereal. He hadn't finished it, and naturally put it in the fridge to save for later. It was later, and he finished it.
What?!
Do people actually do that? I mean, real people, besides my husband?
I'm not sure I have ever recovered from this incident. But I guess I'm a little better because not much surprises me anymore. At least not---in the fridge.
So yeah, when I saw these---of course I had to take photos for
JI know that one little measly bowl of ice cream put back in the freezer isn't really that big of a deal.
But really?
You can't finish one little bowl of ice cream in one sitting?
BO
The day after Halloween.
Because there weren't 53 more tootsie pops in his bag.
32 comments:
Gag to the cereal.
Maybe to the ice cream. But maybe less should have been dished out. I'm just sayin'.
I used to save suckers too. But I was in elementary school, so I'd say Bo's right on target.
At least Bo put it in the fridge. Mine save their suckers under their beds.
Big M won't even eat flake cereal of any kind because "it gets mushy too fast." Don't tell him about this tendency of J's. It may spoil the friendship.
I'm not sure what is funnier - the fact that you ACTUALLY took pictures of the odd food in the fridge and freezer as "evidence" or the fact that somebody attempted to save 2 bites of ice cream in the freezer. As if this was going to be enough for later.
If it was too much at the moment it was dished, then it deserves a farewell down the sink.
And for the cereal - Gross! It's like eating dinner and watching CSI at the same time - you shouldn't do it!!
And for your question earlier -
If Avee is anything like A, the sweetie moments come and go and occasionally you will see a Diva who knows everything and even though she is only 4 or 5 you could swear that she was turning 13. I'm just saying.
Like father like son. Be a nice mother-in-law and warn his future wife when he gets engaged. Oh wait-- do after their married.
OK, EWWW!! I have to hurry and eat my cereal in the morning because as soon as it starts to look mushy, it is down the garbage disposal..or at my house, the garbage can.
Ben tends to save drops of food as well. He leaves 3 tbs. of cereal in a box thinking that it will put him over the top if he finishes it. He always says he will finish it later but, he never does. Milk is the same way!
PS. I found quirks after the "honeymoon" stage too.
Even though you and I are homies, Nobo, I'll take J's side 9 out of 10 times. (Maybe when you watch Star Wars, that would balance out a little bit.) The cereal thing? That's the one where I won't take his side. That. Is. Nasty.
You really should have had a warning for pregnant ladies at the beginning of this blog. I was relieved to know it was cereal though. BLAAAAAAAAAAT!
I'm grossed out just thinking about the cereal !! but I think it is hilarious at the same time !! And the lollipop ... soooo funny !!!
I'm impressed with the consideration Bo took in saving a sucker in the fridge. My kids, like those of a fellow commenter totally pick crazy places like the top of the entertainment center. Or the inside of a book.
Saving cereal is the most disgusting thing I've ever heard. The ice cream, I can almost get saving... almost.
mmmm...I don't even like milk...
drinking any kind of body fluid kind of grosses me out,
but I'd take eating leftover cereal any day to some of Dr. Husband's nastiness, so there...
Siiiiiiiick! I hate when my husband even eats the "cereal flour" the junk at the Bottom...
And I dont know how anyone can stand the taste of ice cream after it's sat in the freezer. I dont even like eating ice cream from the carton after it's been sitting in the freezer when it's halfway gone.
listen to me sounding all prudish. As if I dont have my own nasty quirks.... *nose picker.
J- Barf, hack, vomit, puke, etc!!! Day old cereal-never do it again!
Old Ice cream- nasty.
Bo, its cute till your 7. Then its just gross!
Nobody-please warn him about where all this could be going :)
That said-I'm not telling what quirks go on around here! ;)
Eeeeeewwww on the cereal. No mushy stuff going across my lips.
I'm like Bo. Gotta save the tootsie pops.
Soggy cereal is putrid. Ugh. I would have gagged too.
But the unfinished bowl of ice cream? Totally happens at my house. All the time. Drives me nuts, because it usually stays in there for DAYS. One day, I can understand. But more than that? Sheesh.
Unfinished cereal? I know you're pretty sure J's male, but we tend to finish food we start. Unless it's like the 8th hot dog off the barbecue and it just won't fit. Most of us then simply stare perplexedly at it, wondering why it is not in our stomach, until we decide to toss it.
I think you are fighting a losing battle on this one. If Dad can save his cereal then there is no hope on the lollipop.
I seriously almost died when I read about the cereal. Oh my goodness. Wow.
I would save the ice cream...and the sucker. But no way to cereal.
Your husband reminds me of mine. haha!
Oh, and that cereal incident-- that was a long time ago. You have to realize the kind of environment I grew up in.
West Valley City. That's almost like Ethiopia.
ahahahahahah! total fetchers. reminds me of a zone conference when i said crap like ten times in my talk... the other day ben ate some hotdog chili that had been sitting in the fridge for two weeks. he's not dead, so i guess it was still okay, at least okay enough for him to eat. me, i don't eat anything that's been in there for more than a few days. and i would never, ever eat mushy cereal, EVER. but i have put ice cream back in the freezer.
J, that's the Waffle-House-A-Like I was telling you about. What? Didn't you like the atmosphere?
Pk, the cereal is nasty!!!! But Taj does the same thing with suckers and oce cream. I don't get it. Do suckers melt?
NOOOOOO!!!!!!
No J, say no to soggy-milky-old cereal.
NOOOOObody!!!
...texas toast, with hamburger and fries and onions heaped over it, with nacho cheese sauce...
NO!!
Not that I should HAVE to defend myself on my own blog....
But in my defense, the restaurant was disgusting. Hilariously disgusting. I had heard from THREE different people in the last month, about this place. You gotta understand what that does to my curiousity. And the dish (if you can call it that) that I got was recommended by all three people. As in, they could not get enough of it. I threw up a little just thinking about it.
For the record, if you ever recommend a really disgusting place like that, or a really stupid movie, you lose all credibility with me. Possibly, forever. And I am totally guilty of boxing up the mac and cheese. Habit.
But I won't retaliate and tell you about someone I know who drives like a grandpa on the way to said restuarant. Because I'm nicer than that.
I thought of doing a retaliation post. And I still might. But maybe you guys should ask Nobody about the time she forced me to take the entire family to a local restaraunt called ____. Where their signature entree is the ____ _____ - texas toast, with hamburger and fries and onions heaped over it, with nacho cheese sauce from a can drizzled over the top of it. The kids each got a kids meal. Macaroni and cheese, with a side of jello. The macaroni and cheese wasn't quality mac n' cheese either. It wasn't kraft, or even wal-mart quality. It was the kind of product you'd see at the dollar store priced at 10 boxes for a dollar.
And guess who scooped the leftover macaroni and cheese into a to-go box? You guessed right! Nobody!
I don't know Nobo. The drive over to said eatery is an awesome story.
Ucmama: So THAT'S the place. What is it with this town. You know how many people have recommended the old school restaurant that is known for their 'loose meat' sandwiches? Like 10 people. That place is horrifyingly bad. I've had about the same amount of people tell me to try 'The Place Named After a Homeless Drunk who is Hungry' and I just won't do it. Will not. Cannot.
Okay, Nobody, Stop it. I'm serious. You need to stop being so funny. Seriously. You made me neglect my child for 5 minutes today, and what is the result? I had to replace seven ceiling panels in the basement this afternoon. I am holding you personally (and financially) responsible. $27.36 please.
That goes for you too, UCMama and Big J. Just stop it, all of you.
I don't think I can stop super l, sorry. And I didn't say the place was good J, I just said it was there, under the highway, being all Waffle-housey. They may have had some old cereal you could have ordered, instead of the heaping pile of heart attack on a plate.
Hey, when we were at Duke, they had a fundraiser where people tried to eat every meal at Waffle House for a week in exchange for donations. That's right, they had to PAY people to eat there. But you, Big J, were willing to do essentially the same thing for free! I knew you were a philanthropist at heart.
the morning after halloween we came out to find ava sitting on the stove {yes, sweet responsible ava}. she had opened up one of every kind of lollipop in her halloween bucket and was taste testing them. there were like ten or twelve suckers all open and licked about halfway down. then, she just left them on the stove. so, i threw them in the trash. and she never even cared or asked about them.
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