Conjurs up some scary images doesn't it? I may never cook again LOL.
I started cleaning the house again yesterday just because i'm digging having it *really* clean (and I don't really have a life ....yet :) ) and it started out by cleaning out the freezer - when I sold the deep freeze, I cramed everything from there into the small freezer in my fridge that I could possibly fit and I've figured out the real reason behind cheerios for dinner several times this last week...when I open the freezer to pull out a chicken breast or fish or something I'm just totally overwhelmed because there is just so much stuff in there and I can't really see what's there so I started by pulling everything out and rearranging it all by food type..veggies, frozen fruit, meats, etc. I decided to go ahead and take a couple of chicken breasts out to defrost in the fridge so I'd have them the next couple of nights and when I opened the refrigerator door I was hit with this....smell...I mean it was a nasty smell...like perhaps a squirell died in there and brought his 3 cousins that also died. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what the heck it was because i had totally cleaned the fridge out before my in-laws came to visit and we didn't really have leftovers while they were here...so I carefully start taking stuff out because really? it would have totally freaked me out if a dead squirell's head popped out of something...and it would have REALLY totally freaked me out if a live squirell just jumped out. really it would have. I cleaned all the shelves and in the corner on the bottom shelf was a....duntduhduh...bowl that I didn't recognize. I slowly and methodically pull it out so as to not upset the unknown contents, and remembering all the safety trainings I've ever had I knew better than to just open the stupid thing so I opened the corner (square tupperware bowl) farthest from my face and let me tell you, it took less than a blink of an eye before I slammed that sucker shut and ran for the back door - one to stop the smell from spreading anymore and 2 if I threw up I sure didn't want to do it on the kitchen floor. Yes, it was that bad. I get it to the outside dumpster and still had my lunch in my tummy and thought I'd quickly open the bowl knock the contents out and slam the dumpster lid and I'd be good to go...but...what I didn't count on was whatever was inside of the bowl...which I've dubbed mystery meatcake, (is it meat? is it cake? - yea, right, leftover cake at my house, not gonna happen in a million years! LOL) would stick to the bowl, and not only was it stuck to the bowl it was ...can't believe I'm going to admit this....hairy. Bwahahaha, I just tossed the damned bowl in the dumpster and walked away.
No wonder I can't ever find any of my dishes.
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