Refrigerators and Hospitality

I've decided that cleaning out your refrigerator is not only a public service, but high on the list of hospitable tasks.

Two facts:

1. Other people's refrigerators gross me out. The smells, the look, the clutter, the unidentified moldy objects hidden behind the milk jugs, the food I can't believe they eat....LOL.

2. I just cleaned out my refrigerator today.

We have a picnic coming up this weekend. As I surveyed my house to see what needs to be done (everything!), the very idea of people opening up my fridge made me pity them. Other people's fridges gross me out, so mine must gross out other people. That made me want to clean it out. My beloved grandmother might be coming and she might open my fridge. That made me scrub it out! While my grandmother is not judgemental at all, and very understanding and kind, the idea of this beautiful, graceful woman opening up my fridge and seeing...well...my fridge...made me embarrassed. She is a champion housekeeper. Me? Well, not so much. Why? Well, for one thing, I spend too much time online. LOL!

And just as an aside, if you find out you're pregnant and don't have morning sickness yet, CLEAN OUT YOUR FRIDGE! You'll be so glad you did!

Comments

Ry said…
Are you expecting?????
1:58 PM
Kate said…
No, I'm not.......yet.
5:01 PM
Ry said…
Ok, I thought that was your clever way of announcing it :D
9:35 PM
Lady Kara said…
Hi Kate,

Recently when I was away, my power went out, so I came home to rotten meat in my fridge. You think YOU had it rough...it took days to get the smell out of the house.

It seems that in the old days everyone was a terrific housekeeper. Doesn't it? It was just expected of you. Not quite the same these days.

Funny post. Thanks for sharing!

God bless,

Lady Kara
8:44 PM
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