say cheese--no, actually, don't
A while ago (more than two weeks but less than a month, I would guess) I went to SuperTarget for groceries. The terrific thing about SuperTarget, of course, is that while you are waiting for the EXTRA SLOW deli employee to very carefully slice and weigh your meunster cheese (and then ask you no less than THREE times how much you wanted), you have time to realize that you really need new shower curtain liners in the bathrooms. And that the rings holding up the shower curtain in the kids' bathroom probably also need to be replaced. So after you have FINALLY gotten your half pound of menunster cheese, you can finish the shopping, including picking out the new, basic white shower curtain liners and spiffy clear plastic rings, pay for everything, and be on your merry way.
At least that's how it happened for me, some little while ago (again, best guess: more than two weeks, but less than a month. Remember that).
I brought the groceries home that day, put them all away, and then decided that I would deal with changing the shower curtain liners later (by which I mean, see who I could sucker into doing it for me). At lunchtime, Wade asked if I had gotten any cheese and I said Yes! Indeed! It's in the fridge! But it wasn't. First I thought maybe I left it in the cart, then I thought maybe the clerk hadn't put it in with my groceries, but finally I had to admit that I probably threw it away with the grocery bags (no we don't recycle them. Don't get distracted--this story has a point). Anyway, no cheese. I bought some more a few days later and we went on with our lives.
This morning, when I was straightening up before the housekeeper came (read: cleaning for the cleaning lady) I decided that I would ask her to put up the new shower curtain liners, after she cleaned the bathrooms. What could be nicer than going into the weekend with clean bathrooms AND spanking white curtain liners? Yesterday, when I was putting the boys' humidifiers away (because now that it's in the 90s here, we don't really seem to NEED them any more) I saw the bag with the new liners in it, in a drawer in the boys' bathroom. So I went in and got the bag out.
And guess what I found in with the shower curtain liners? That's right--the missing half pound of meunster cheese!
All my heart attack symptoms came right back.
At least that's how it happened for me, some little while ago (again, best guess: more than two weeks, but less than a month. Remember that).
I brought the groceries home that day, put them all away, and then decided that I would deal with changing the shower curtain liners later (by which I mean, see who I could sucker into doing it for me). At lunchtime, Wade asked if I had gotten any cheese and I said Yes! Indeed! It's in the fridge! But it wasn't. First I thought maybe I left it in the cart, then I thought maybe the clerk hadn't put it in with my groceries, but finally I had to admit that I probably threw it away with the grocery bags (no we don't recycle them. Don't get distracted--this story has a point). Anyway, no cheese. I bought some more a few days later and we went on with our lives.
This morning, when I was straightening up before the housekeeper came (read: cleaning for the cleaning lady) I decided that I would ask her to put up the new shower curtain liners, after she cleaned the bathrooms. What could be nicer than going into the weekend with clean bathrooms AND spanking white curtain liners? Yesterday, when I was putting the boys' humidifiers away (because now that it's in the 90s here, we don't really seem to NEED them any more) I saw the bag with the new liners in it, in a drawer in the boys' bathroom. So I went in and got the bag out.
And guess what I found in with the shower curtain liners? That's right--the missing half pound of meunster cheese!
All my heart attack symptoms came right back.
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Recently, Dereck and I got a prescription of his filled and couldn't find it, couldn't find it, called the doctor, got another prescription, filled it.
Of course, it was in the bag of towels I bought for Sam for swim team, which were sitting in the Walmart bag in his room...
Oh dear.
Was it really stinky? And moldy?
Ew.
eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww.
i once lost a stick of butter only to discover that it had spent the winter in the trunk of my car.
Lol! So much for a clean, fresh (smelling fresh) shower liner! :)
I left avacado in my car - well, the rolled to a place I couldn't see them - and found them more than a month later. I feel your pain, honey. Ick.
Sweet Jesus, I can only imagine the smell. Actually, though, based on my lost cheese experiences (that's right! PLURAL!), it was probably all dried up, curly at the edges with only a little still flexible? So maybe the smell wasn't so bad? I hope?
sympathetically laughing!!!! That's great.
No, Velma, unfortunately, menunster cheese retains its SQUISHYNESS when left in the bathroom for somewhere between two weeks and a month. Although it DOES turn green! And black! And the essential meunster scent is magnified. A lot.
Makes you want a cheese sandwich, doesn't it?
Bleaugh.
Were the shower curtain liners still usable or did they reek of muenster?
Oh dear. Not good.
One time I put an expensive pack of razor refills into the freezer with the fish sticks. Didn't find it for a month. Much less smelly, but still annoying. :)
Great story...but so gross! Too bad you could not blame that one one on of the boys.
Happy Easter!
I feel your pain. I've done that more than once. Last time I found a slice of ham in the basement...with some dry goods. It was particularily unfortunate as I discovered it as I was deseprately searching for ingredients to make dinner. Sigh.
I am so inspired I may now have to write a post about the Hutterite turkey... that rode around in the trunk of my sister's car ALL WINTER until we had her car for a few weeks.... during a spring thaw....
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