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The Wife has this thing about melted ice cream. She can't eat it once it's past it's original, pristine, frozen state. I don't know what it is, I mean it's sorta like milk at that point. She also doesn't like foods that are all mushed together. It's her thing and I have no problem with that.
This is about my pet peeve though. She can start her own blog if she wants to relate hers (and, being married to me, she's gotta have lots.)
You would think that after reading the above that she would find it imperative to replace the cap on the toothpaste. But instead, we have this:
Ewww. Now I'm not a neat freak by any means, but I don't want the toothpaste that passes through that gauntlet of goo scrubbed all over my teeth. It looks like Pervy Smurf wandered into my bathroom and, lacking a suitable anal toy, decided to peg himself with the handiest object around. Hey, it's ribbed too! Bonus!
I cajoled and tried casual reminders, but they never work. I may have figured out a way to sort of fix it though. I present the vertical tube o' paste. The paste gets sucked back in. I just have to make sure I get to the store and buy the right stuff.
Now I just have to figure out how to deal with sink snot since I never get to it before it hardens into minty concrete.
11 comments:
That's why I divorced my husband, you know. Well, that and the whole cheating thing... but the toothpaste cap was big, baby!
My OCD would be kickin' into high gear if I found the toothpaste cap off, or the tube on the sinks. Can't stand anything out of place. Lockhaven, as I recall is near Williamsport. Our youngest son was born in Bloomsburg back in 1980. The boys still live in Pa (West Chester & Harrisburg) but we've migrated to St Augustine - a great place for writing. Good luck with your freelance work & blog.
Geez same situation here with the bathroom things. All of them! More than just a pet anything with me. It's a beast and pisses me off!!!
oh my God you crack me up. And do you follow her around with the camera? I'd have to shove it up your....wait a minute, I'm ranting. (okay, I confess, I do the same damn thing But NOT TOMORROW. not tomorrow...)
Really hate the crusty goo on the toothpaste spout. Although, I really have no room to talk. I am a squeeze in the middle of the tube kind of girl.
:) You have no idea how bad the cap looks over here!
Pervy Smurf...Smurfette totally had a restraining order against him, didn't she?
Diane: His loss...at least you don't have to worry about the cap anymore.
Jaxpop: We could make you an honorary local!
Don: I don't let it bother me. I just think of ways to outwit them.
Deb: I'm quick with the camera. She never even notices. I don't even think she reads my blog.
Jen: Squeezing the middle works on the upright tube!
Tracey: We need pics. Maybe we could run a contest.
Mike: I hear it was completely engineered by Papa Smurf to keep her away from his foul designs.
Hilarious. Pervy smurf. The photo of the smurf. I hated the smurfs. Now I know why. My husband is bad with the toothpaste snot too. I get toothpaste puddles on the counters in diameters of at least 2 to 3 inches daily. Maybe he is the pervy smurf as how can one get that messy with toothpaste?
What are people thinking with this goo-all-over-shite? I would go nuts. Barking mad. I love how one always has to reassure: "I'm not a neat freak or anything."
RCM: As long as his butt doesn't smell minty fresh, it's a behavior problem.
Ellie: I have to do that sort of reassurance for people daily. Odd huh?
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