Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk...

I've come to realize that humor isn't dripping through my posts. I guess I am a serious person but I do have a sense of humor as well. So, you want to know about the title of this post? Why else would you be this far into reading my musing today? Anyway, yes, I spilled some milk and this is how I found out!

A couple three weeks ago I had purchased a half gallon milk container and stored it on the bottom shelf of my refrigerator like usual. An hour later I went back into the fridge only to find a pile of milk on the shelf itself! What? Are you kidding me? Milk!? So, I cleaned up the pile and put the milk upright on the top shelf. No more problems. Not sure what I was thinking how this could have happened, I didn't think any more about the milk, problem solved!

Today. Today happened. OK, in and out of the fridge for a variety of reasons, milk for coffee, eggs for breakfast, bread for a sandwich, ice water...you get the gist! (sniff. sniff.) Looked around the half empty fridge to see what was "left over" from weeks past...nothing. OK, maybe it was me. A couple hours later ice water was needed (sniff. sniff.). What? What is that smell? I look around again and again there was nothing that could cause the aroma. As I was preparing for dinner, again, it was required I enter the fridge. (sniff. sniff.) You have got to be kidding me! I don't know what is wrong! Is it the eggs? NO. Is it the cauliflower? NO.

I was now on a mission! I took everything out and inspected the contents. Nothing was out of line. I could not figure it out. I pulled out the produce drawers, inspected, all looked well.....UNTIL....I decided to remove the drawers to make sure nothing creepy crawly was behind and THAT is when the source of the aroma was revealed! It was NOT pretty! It was NOT what I expected to see! What I found was a heaping remnant pile of old, stale, rotten, milk that creamed itself! It was now a yellow, creamy, solid mix glued to the bottom of my fridge. eeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Gross. Yuck. PU. I can't believe this. You have got to be kidding me! Out comes the organic sprayer and a roll of towels. That is what free time today bought me! A half hour of spraying, wiping, spraying, wiping until the mixture released itself enough to be captured by the paper towel to then be tossed in a stinky garbage!

Tonight the mess is cleaned but the aroma still lingers quite pungently. I hope in the morning there is not one spec of a trace of this icky event left in my fridge!!!

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