Thursday, February 28, 2008

Intervention

I commented on Lawyerish today, and her post made me want to continue my comment to her in MY blog. See, I read everyone’s blogs, and I can totally relate to something, or have a comment, then I want to take the topic into MY blog…but then, what if that’s stealing or plagerism in some way? Sheesh….I need to get over the blog anxiety…..hey, maybe this is touching on an entire new area in the mental health field……blog anxiety……..

Anyway, Mr. Perfectly and I have a secret. An addiction. We’ve been unsure for YEARS how to handle it. It’s shameful, yet we can’t stop. We can’t stop buying condiments.

Yes condiments. Jars of stuff. They have overrun our refrigerator. We have a difficult time storing then getting back to our leftovers, because of all the condiment jars in the way. We have pickles..dill, sweet and bread/butter, salad dressings, sauces, salsas,marinades, olives, butter (that isn’t really a condiment, but still)…oh the butter….horseradish, mustards of all varieties, pickled jalapenos, pickled beets, pickled spicy cauliflower…….it’s NEVER ENDING.

And, do condiments spoil? We can’t seem to weed them out…we may want to USE THEM someday. We have tiny mustard jars from Christmas baskets maybe 6 years ago………Mr. Perfectly doesn’t want to throw them out because we may WANT them sometime……at some point, even MUSTARD has to go bad, doesn’t it? Why is it that we can throw half a stinking CHICKEN away and not blink an eye, but BACK AWAY FROM THE CONDIMENTS is what we hear in our brains when we clean out the fridge…….

Behold the insanity:


Go ahead, blow it up...just SEE what I mean!! I took all of this this from our refrigerator just tonight....to prove to you, Internet, that we have a serious problem. This is my photography...I rarely take picture. Mr. Perfectly is the photographer in the family...I've already heard about the lid reflection in the tiles, and the fact the camera wasn't straight (heh....straight...who'd a THUNK that someone may see that the countertop looks askew), and the fact the drawer is open.....welcome to my messy world....the world of a tiny, no dishwasher kitchen.

If you want to see a sampling of Mr. Perfectly's photography, go here (if it's working.....it wasn't earlier, so try back later...he's really good).

So, tell me, what does one DO for such an addiction? We can't possibly give UP the things we love to slather and add to all of our favorite foods......HELLLLPPPP!!!!

3 comments:

Lawyerish said...

I am extremely disturbed by the number of condiments you extracted from your fridge!! That is really a LOT of condiments. However, I am happy to see that you have our household's favorite sauce: Sriracha hot sauce! It is vital to everything.

MommasWorld said...

My parents have every kind of pickle imaginable in their fridge. It's difficult to see anything past all of those jars. My mother has a package of ham glaze from 4 Christmas ago. "I might need it for another ham." You know the next ham will come with a package! But she keeps it.

I do have to say I LOVE pickled onions. Also, I just found a package of Fire Sauce in my purse...I haven't been to TacoBell in at least a week. Maybe I am starting to hord too?

I saw on Wiskey Marie's blog that you were a Campfire Girl. Me too..I was a Blue Bird.

Maybe you can get a special fridge just for all the condiments

MommasWorld said...

My parents have every kind of pickle imaginable in their fridge. It's difficult to see anything past all of those jars. My mother has a package of ham glaze from 4 Christmas ago. "I might need it for another ham." You know the next ham will come with a package! But she keeps it.

I do have to say I LOVE pickled onions. Also, I just found a package of Fire Sauce in my purse...I haven't been to TacoBell in at least a week. Maybe I am starting to hord too?

I saw on Wiskey Marie's blog that you were a Campfire Girl. Me too..I was a Blue Bird.

Maybe you can get a special fridge just for all the condiments