It’s funny how the apple doesn’t fall far from the
tree! I mean you’d think I’d learn from my
Mom that if you’re “multitasking,” you probably shouldn’t put a Pepsi Max in
the freezer for a quick cool and….walk away!
Even with an oven timer set and beeping…I just walked away, heard the
oven timer go off 40 minutes later AND completely did NOTHING…than KABOOM! Here… my Mom explains it BEST...
“Those who know me are chuckling
now. Because after seeing the photo of brown icicle-like formations attached to
an ice cream carton, wiener package and other unidentified offerings in my
freezer, they know. ... I did it again!
As a mother of eight children,
I've always prided myself on my ability to multitask. One thing though, has
always escaped my skills that had me dressing three children at the same time,
rotating 10-12 loads of laundry so the kids had clean jammies by bedtime, and
making sure homework was finished, prayers were said and the dogs, cats and
other critters we'd collected, were fed. I've just never been able to master
how to get a favorite soda cold in the hurry.
It stands to reason that placing
a can inside the freezer for 10-15 minutes is the answer. But it's only the
answer if you remember when it was you put the can in there, and then remove it
before the inevitable happens ... the flimsy aluminum gives way to the
increasing pressure of the freezing soda and ... KABOOM!
The last episode sounded like a
volcanic eruption. My hubby and I were out on the deck when the explosion
happened.
"WHAT'S THAT?" I yelled
being startled awake from a nap.
Immediately my mind went into
denial as I counted the possibilities.
"I'll be those kids (cute
and innocent little neighborhood children) are throwing dirt clods at the house
again," I glared evilly at the thought.
"The suction cups gave way
on the soap dish in the bathroom and it CRASHED into the tub." I added the
emphasis for my hubby''s benefit and so I could be sure that he was listening
intently.
"Maybe the neighbors are
remodeling again, and they dropped ... " My ongoing rhetoric was briefly
interrupted by his calm assessment.
"It just sounds like to me
that you blew up another pop," he said.
I wish I'd recorded someway,
perhaps notches in a nearby cabinet door, just how many times I've had to empty
the freezer and scrub away for hours, at the frozen fizz, stains and soda
stalactites created by my inability to achieve success at this one little task.
Not that all the sodas I've
placed in the freezer end up the same way. There have been times when the can
stretched out like the belly of a pregnant lady four weeks past her due date,
and by some miraculous power has held together long enough for me to remove it
from the freezer ... before it exploded. Or the time when the bottom of the can
bulged out just a little. I opened it anyway, took a drink, and forgetting
about the bulge, set it on the counter and watched helplessly as it toppled
over, began to roll and poured out its contents as a marker of its journey to
the floor.
Guess I'll just take comfort in
the fact that I can handle many other jobs all at the same time without
failure. And maybe multitasking isn't all it's cracked up to be anyway.
... I also have a difficult time
softening butter in the microwave for whatever the reason. ... Always works
well though, if you want to "sprinkle" some on your pancakes.
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