Monday, July 21, 2008

Betrayal...in the Kitchen

As you know, I spend a good 10 weeks vomiting and/or trying not to vomit and laying around being nauseous when I am pregnant. I readily admit that during this time my home keeping skills get a bit...derailed. The laundry piles up, the ironing is desperately behind and cooking dinner is sporadic at best. Del is pretty good about pitching in and picking up the slack. He does all the grocery shopping for me, too. Isn't he a good husband?

Well, I found something in my freezer that is making me question his motives...or...something. Check it out. Do you see it? See that blue and white box in there. Do you see what it says??? It says FISH STICKS!!!!!

Oh, the betrayal! How many times have I told him to keep the stinking fish sticks out of my kitchen? Hundreds of times at least. How many times have I had to run to the bathroom as my stomach churned at the mere smell of those horrid frozen fish sticks? Oh, the humanity! How could he use my moment of weakness to advance his fish sticks cause?

5 comments:

Tina said...

Oh man, I am TOTALLY with you on this one. I had a very bad episode with a fish-stick sandwich while pregnant with Katherine in Korea. Bad. I still can't handle fish sticks.

Marie said...

You should ban Del from the frozen food section! I remember he used to always buy those little frozen hamburgers, what ever they are. I never understood frozen fish sticks. They don't even taste like fish. All I can taste is the breading.

What that big bag of brown stuff?

Joanna said...

That bag is 10 pounds of flour. I freeze it until I use it so that it kills all the flour weevil eggs. I hate flour weevils.

Johanna said...

Ugh. Fish sticks. Even well past the vomit stage of pregnancy, those sound totally disgusting! Del needs to right this wrong, and pronto!

Terry, Ornament of His Grace said...

Funny story, LOL! I hope yiu're feeling fairly well- even with the fish sticks in the house.