Salt & Pepper

I came home from some traveling and went into the kitchen to use the salt and pepper shakers. Looks like someone was using them while making something that needed to be coated in flour:

Just...no.

Gross Sponges

I'm not quite sure what function this sponge served just sitting on the counter, since it obviously wasn't used for wiping up the big coffee spill you can see in the photo. (Also. Gross! Time for a new sponge.)

Those GD Paper Towels

I woke up this morning (just posting this on 1/18 from 12/23) and was greeted by this inside the sink:

My roommate and I seem to have lots of issues with paper towels. Check it out for yourself. What I love about this particular photo, though, is that it showcases his excessive and unnecessary use of SO MANY PAPER TOWELS for who knows what. 

Paper Towels Part Six

I mean...they speak for themselves at this point, right? 

Part One

Part Two
Part Three
Part Four

Part Five

Hand-me-down Food is Not Okay

For as long as I've known Steve, he's been surrounded by people who give him random food that they've made or grown. He has no intention of eating this food most of the time. But he brings it home and shows it off and then just lets it sit. For days. For weeks. Whatever.

This morning, while going through the cabinet looking for something, I came across this poor, sad, lonely baked good thingy.

I'm not eating it.
I know Steve's not eating it.

It's been in there for at least two days.
Just waiting.

Who will throw it out first? Me? Or Steve?

We all know the answer to that.

Before I flung it into the trash, I of course had to photograph it. Why would he save this? What did he think was going to happen to this? At the very least, put this shit in the super small snack size bag you put your oversized onion in, Husband.

Spaghetti Sauce Surprises

Full disclosure: Steve makes the best spaghetti and meatballs around. I love when he makes them. It's a somewhat elaborate meal for him to make that takes up a big chunk of his afternoon and evening to perfect. He cooks with love and it definitely showed.

However...(we all knew that was coming).

After we all sat down to eat. I ran back into the kitchen to grab something and just shook my head and laughed at the sight that greeted me inside the sauce pot. What you can't see here is that the burner was, of course, left on. And if you're wondering what in the world is inside the pan. Well. It's a glass measuring cup of course!

PS- I could think of a few other things that could really help get the rest of that sauce out there easier. And one of them is resting right beside the pot.

Oatmeal Explosion

I will concede here and say that our microwave isn't in the most desirable location. It's placed on top of the fridge, because listen, counter real estate is sparse in our kitchen.

However.

When you make something like oatmeal every single morning. And you take the bowl out of the microwave and there's remnants of oatmeal around the entire perimeter of your bowl...chances are there's some oatmeal that needs to be cleaned up.

But my husband is very busy in the morning before he leaves for work. So it wouldn't cross his mind to look inside OR to wipe the tray down.

However.

When I go to use it and I can't even get my plate or bowl to stay upright because there's oatmeal leftovers caked onto the tray...yeah...time to clean up your mess. 

Tea Remnants Left Behind

My friend Michelle wrote about this once upon a time and while this isn't the first time the sink has looked like this, it has been looking like this consistently since the husband switched from coffee to tea. I know it's only a matter of time before he goes back to being a coffee drinker. And I'm actually looking forward to that based on what he leaves behind when he goes to work each morning:

PS- I promise you that's tea.

Problems with Produce- Tomatoes

Our friends have been growing their own produce and when we see them, we're left with bags full of wonderful produce. The husband always takes more than we can use and assures me that he'll be using it and gets mad before I've even done anything, making me promise not to throw anything out.

Below is a perfect photo of what typically happens after I make my promise and he assures me that he'll use things before they go bad.

I always wonder when I see shit like this...does he really not think this is a problem? Or does he just not see this? I have no clue what was oozing outta this tomato, but I promptly tossed it in the trash and of course got scolded for doing so.

"What happened to my tomatoes?"
"You'll see it on the blog."

When I showed the husband this photo he said, "The one behind it looks good. Did you throw that one out too?"

Can't win over here, people!

Problems with Produce- Bell Pepper

The husband and I are splitting up the chores and we're running into some problems with produce that he selects. I went to make breakfast this morning and this was the pepper I had to choose from. Thanks, but no thanks!

Paper Towels

Back by popular demand...

I've been hesitant to post on this here blog only because I myself haven't been the perfect roommate. But, I guess in the end, that hasn't really stopped me, now has it?

I can't tell you when this was taken...I just know it was a few months ago. And I've been holding onto this gem. I mean...honestly. This is nasty. Please, in the future, dear husband of mine, just throw that nasty paper towel out instead of leaving it on the roll.

Paper Towels

We were doing so well today. I mean, it's nearly 3pm where I live and I only just now discovered the photographic evidence. I went to grab a paper towel from the kitchen when I was greeted with this: