Liquid Assets
“Twelve!” I bellowed. “Why in God’s name do we have twelve containers of liquid on this one refrigerator
shelf?”
Spike, of course, didn’t answer. Although whether it
was because she knew the question had been rhetorical, or because she was
hypnotized by yet another Hallmark movie, I can’t say for sure.
And it didn’t much matter. Is there any logical
explanation for having that many beverages on hand for just two people? And
so I took inventory, and here’s what I found:
There were two containers of milk, two percent don’t
you know. And these weren’t pints or quarts either, but half gallons. To be
fair, one of them was nearly empty, making the other a back-up. I think that’s
one of the biggest changes that being married has wrought. When I was single I
almost never had a back-up for anything. If I ran out of milk (or bread or clean
underwear) perhaps I could go without for a day or two. I often did, and yet
the world kept on turning.
The Brita pitcher was nearly full, and I’m happy to
report that it’s something I use every day. I think the world has become so polluted
that it’s important to drink purified water whenever you can. And that’s what I
would be drinking, if not for the fact that I haven’t changed the filter since The Simpsons’ third season.
There was also a half gallon of eggnog in the
refrigerator. Actually, if I want to be accurate there was a half-gallon
container, with about half a cup of egg nog in it. Hey, ‘tis the season and all
that. True, this was our second half gallon of the nog, and Christmas is still
over a week away, but it’s important for me to be, you know, festive.
We always have lots of juice. It goes a long way to
sweetening that broccoli/kale concoction I drink every morning. This particular
container, half gallon of course, was apple-kiwi-strawberry. It’s quite delicious
and I’ll probably go back to taking the occasional glug during the day; that is,
once the egg nog runs out.
“Let’s not buy Diet Coke but only drink it when we’re
out, like on special occasions,” I’ve said many times. Spike would always agree
that this was a capital idea, and then return from the grocery store with yet
another two-liter bottle of the poison. And it really is poison—it practically
says so on the warning label. Hell, when I drink this garbage I don’t even feel
I have the right to judge people who smoke. Well, at least it’s cheaper.
There was a large bottle of another kind of juice
way in the back. This one is kind of a novelty in our home. It’s that V-8
Fusion stuff. You know, the juice that’s supposed to trick kids (and adults as
well) into at least getting some
vegetables. What a country.
And then there were not one, but two half-gallon
containers of orange juice. And we know who those belong to. Me, I hardly ever
touch the stuff. Spike, on the other hand, has been downing a big glass of OJ
every morning since I met her twenty-five years ago, and probably before that.
Even my parents tried to tell her to mix it with water to cut down on the acid,
but to no avail. I expect by now she has a stomach lining about as thin as a
butterfly wing, but what are you gonna do? She likes it.
Still, I try to improve on the liquids we consume.
In a partially successful attempt to replace the Diet Coke with something a bit
healthier, I have taken to making a bottle of carbonated water with our Soda Stream
and then mixing in some fruit juice. It gives you that bubbly sensation in your
mouth, tastes pretty good and doesn’t come with any warning labels. Still, it’s
not Diet Coke. Hell, it’s not even Mountain Dew.
Hmm...that’s only ten. I know I counted twelve
beverages the other day. Ah well, I suppose I can include the two bottles of not
uncheap wine that reside not in the refrigerator, but on top of it. The brands
and the types change fairly regularly but there are almost always two of them,
an open bottle and a back-up. I never want to risk running out. I wouldn’t,
after all, want to write these things sober.
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4 Comments:
Aren't refrigerators wonderful???
You can almost always be sure you'll find something in there that you should have thrown out long ago or thought your "better half" had!!!
In our cold box, we have a never ending supply of ice tea(home brewed), a large bottle of apple juice, a half of a half gallon of milk...used for the wife's oatmeal and for making gravy, a container of sour cream, and the usual other residents!!!
In the bottom are fresh picked tangerines and tangelos from the properties in Sun City that we do work on...it's citrus season out here!!!!(no acid worries!!!)
On the freezer side are several containers we guess at and the constant supply of ice cream...the main source of dairy products for me!!!
Haven't had soda of any kind in there in quite a while and we are in a dry period so there is no beer or wine either...wife needed to cut down :( !!!!!
Of course there is a liquid that we don't put in the ice box...my morning coffee(black of course!!!!) 2 cups in the am and I'm more than ready for the day!!!
That caffeine blast and the hot liquid get me "going" and makes the day get off to a "smooth" start!!!!
Eggnog??? do people really still drink that???
Yeah, like the forgotten piece of frittata I found in there this morning. It couldn't have been too old...the backyard birds seemed to enjoy it.
that's one of the good things about driving a truck.
a small fridge in the back and not a lot of room for things to get lost.
a few beers for the truck stop and a bit of coffee to stay awake and some sandwiches for the road.
i'll be making a beer run out west soon, so tell mr. fungus i'll stop by his area if he's I need of a few.
i'll even trade him some beer for some fresh fruit.
don't miss those old hallmark tearjerkers that the former mrs. used to watch.
watch out for that mountain dew, it'll eat up more than just your stomach lining!
Which former Mrs.? Boy, whoever makes those Hallmark movies sure knows what he's doing!
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