While sitting in the family room this morning, I witnessed
John in the kitchen fixing his breakfast.
He poured out some cereal in a bowl, then discovered we had no
milk. He had used the last of the milk
on his cereal yesterday morning so it shouldn’t have been a big surprise to see
there was none. He poured the cereal
back into the box then moved on to Plan B.
Plan B was toast with butter. He popped some bread in the toaster (sure
hope he checked it for mold first), then reached in the fridge to bring out the
butter dish. That’s when the bottom of
the butter dish fell out of the top, and the stick of butter landed on the
floor. He picked up the butter, put it
back on the butter dish, and proceeded to butter his toast. He then covered the dish and put it back in
the fridge.
Here’s what the stick of butter now looks like. Be sure to click on the photo so you can see a larger image. Gross, huh?
One end has been mashed where it plunged to the floor. There are little bits of debris on the top
plus one very noticeable hair. Yep, that’s
what he put back in the refrigerator.
Having witnessed this stick of butter mishap, I recall
several months ago taking the butter out of the fridge and seeing it in a very similar
looking state. I knew then that he had
dropped the butter on the floor, but today I know why that happened. He was carrying the butter dish by its lid
without supporting the bottom. The lid
is not going to stay on while carrying it with a nearly new stick of
butter. You’d think he’d have learned
the first time it happened. Now I’m
wondering how many other times the bottom has fallen out of the butter dish.
