Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Guess what I did?

That title kind of sounds like it could be a regular feature. I'm really hoping it doesn't turn out to be!

Last week I did my usual grocery shopping at HEB and bought a cart load of all our favorites. I had some meals planned, but mostly I bought things that my stomach told me to buy because I was STARVING!

Anyway, I saw this big, beautiful pork roast and had visions of me cooking it nice and slow and feeding it to my adoring family and friends. I know I have said that I can't buy regular beef or chicken at the store anymore, but this is pork we're talking about. Whatever convictions I have about food, pork is always the last to go. Did I mention my love for bacon? (Ok, ok, I didn't realize I had already mentioned it!)

I was unloading all the frozen stuff into the upright deep freezer when some of the food in there started to tumble out. I did a little dance because I did not want a frozen anything landing on my precious toes! In my hand was the big, beautiful pork roast still in the plastic grocery bag. I dropped it behind me and proceeded to rearrange the freezer. Basically, I pushed all the same stuff to the back that I've been pushing back there for a year or so. Stuff I have no intention of eating, but feel guilty throwing away. I managed to get everything stacked just so and my new grocery items in there and then I moved on to the pantry items.

Fast forward a couple of days ago. My deep freeze is located in my laundry room and every time I would go in there, there was this smell. At first, it just smelled like someone, son or husband, had gone in there and "released some gas" so I didn't think anything of it. Then, the next day, it smelled more like a dirty diaper and I didn't remember putting one in the trash can in there. We're also potty training so I searched really good for a surprise hidden somewhere. Nope. No diapers or surprises.

Yesterday, I couldn't take it anymore. It smelled like something had gone into my laundry to die, actually died and had begun the process of decomposition.

Well, remember that big, beautiful pork roast I had such visions for? It was still in the plastic grocery bag where I left it only now it was covered with a dirty t-shirt and some socks and it reaked of dead animal. Sometimes, when I leave something out (oh, yes, I've done this before) I find it during that gray time when you're not sure if it's had a chance to spoil. Like eggs, or milk, or not so frozen vegetables. I always take a minute to struggle over whether I should throw it out or not. This time, my only decision was where to put the rotting thing. Trash pick-up was scheduled for the next day, so I could just put it in there and never look back. E suggested I boil the thing and give it to the dog. No way. I love Chloe but I'm not fixing her a gourmet meal of rotting meat just so I can feel a little better about wasting $11!

So, in the big blue trash container it went, along with every fly in the neighborhood. "Have at it!" I said.


High in Demand said...

So So So yucky!

Thow away that old food you're not going to eat along with the Mannitech. :)

Anonymous said...

Pam, It's hereditary!!!!!!

Hadias said...

Oh man, a perfectly good roast. It's just food though. Thanks for sharing and for visiting and commenting on my blog.

FrazzMom said...

Oh I have done that on a few occasions too! Usually it's the milk that I forget to bring in from the car and end up having to pour it down the sink... Bummer!

Thanks for stopping by my fried rice post- I appreciated your comment! (It's always nice to know that I'm not the only one!)

Alison said...

I've done it.

So. many. times.

Well, you did serve it to adoring fans. It just happened that those fans were flies.

Natalie said...

ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. sounds like something that would happen to me! oh and my deep freeze needs to be cleaned out too. ugh. something i am not looking forward to.

ericaprosser said...

I have not been able to comment until today b/c I could smell it from my house.

mccobbey said...

It's awesome to hear what's been going on with you even if it's about rotting meat. I like your new "About Me" pic. You look good! I haven't posted much 'cause I'm super busy.....

Can't wait for Pink Martini!

Brenda M Becker said...

I am laughing so hard I can hardly type and I'm telling Jim and he's rolling his eyes and I am so sorry you are me and I am so glad you are me and I am so happy our souls are the same.