In the spirit of sharing our "Really!?! I can't believe I did that." events I have a very funny funny to share. Well maybe not so much funny as. EEwwwwwww GROSS!
I have apparently fallen under the curse of the Kerr Twins and am unable to shake it. The big twins (Tom and his twin Tim) for years called their mom Batty. I told them they drove her to it. Then I got a set of my own and stand firmly behind that belief.
Ok. The last couple of days I have noticed a very unpleasant smell in the cabinet where I keep pots/pans/bowls/casserole dishes etc..... I tried spraying some febreeze around and praying the smell away. That didn't work. So Monday I was on my hands and knees with the flashlight looking around in the cabinets. 'Please....Please...Please....don't let me find a dead rodent....Please. Please. Please.' Nothing. I febreezed again and prayed. This afternoon I was putting away dishes and got landblasted by the smell again! OK. There has to be something causing this. I grab the flashlight and hit my knees. 'Please...Please...Please don't let it be something dead....please...please...please...' OH Geeze! It's coming from that pot. I pull the pot out. It is a large cast iron pot with the lid on. "Please...Please....Please....don't let it be a dead rodent.' OH....MY......GOD! It's leftovers! Apparently I had some leftover stew in this pot and had put the lid on it to......put it in the fridge? wait for it to cool off? I don't know!?! But apparently I thought it was clean and good and wonderful and stuck it in the cabinet to ferment. AUGH!!!AUGH!!!AUGH!! Gross! Gross! Gross! I really love this pot but am seriously considering parting ways. I think I'll wait til the boys get home and let them take it outside and hose it out. Then bleach the daylights out of it.
So why do I say this has anything to do with the Curse of the Kerr Twins? Well. Once when Tom was staying with his parents (back when we were dating so like 14-15 years ago) he went into the kitchen. Came across a smell in the kitchen. Opened a sour cream container and was knocked out by the smell. Bless her heart Rosella had put a closed container of shrimp tails in the cabinet. Again ..... probably cleaning up after a meal. put the lid on the tails so to contain the smell (hee..hee..) then forgot what was in the bowl and stuck it in the cabinet.
Batty I tell ya! They are driving me Batty!
Do you have a story like this? Have you ever found something where it wasn't suppose to be? Meat left in the trunk of the car? icecream in the pantry?