I took some of my own advice
and did some spring cleaning.
Not much I admit.
Welcome to the chest of doom.
aka: the frig
Just a peek.
It's amazing what can get crammed in there,
forgotten, and allowed to create new strains of
the full monty.
Not too freaky
so I won't be asked to be on
It just needed 3 jars of sweet gerkins to be
some outdated things to be trashed,
some unusual Asian condinments and sauces
to be reevaluated, and
mystery spills to be cleaned.
I closed the door and told Ed to come look.
Then he opened the freezer door and
had a look of confusion.
That's another whole project.
And not today.Until Next Time-