Monday, July 13, 2009

My husband is kind of a doofus....

It's been a rough few weeks, and times when we can laugh are much needed. Here's one of those times...

Rhett told me one night last week that the disposal was broken. I then proceeded to ask if he had told the apartment folks (one of the perks of apartment living)....well of course he hadn't. Once I got here, I tried to push the reset button on the bottom of the disposal and that didn't fix it, so we reported it to the necessary folks.

In the mean time, I asked him how it got clogged. I know he didn't cook, because our online banking told me he ate at chipotle every night. Well he dumped an entire bowl of cheerios down the sink. And here's why....

Before his step dad died, he went to the grocery store and bought some milk anticipating my arrival(sweet I know). Fast forward 2 weeks later, he assumed that the milk had spoiled, so he thought he would eat his cheerios the way he did as a kid....with JUICE. Seeing as how all that's in the fridge is that V8 fusion, it apparently tasted pretty foul and he dumped it into the sink and broke the disposal.

The best part of the whole story.....the milk wasn't expired, and I ate a bowl of cheerios on Saturday morning.

Silly boys....

7 comments:

Melissa said...

That is pretty crazy. So he can pass like a million calculus classes but he can't tell if milk has expired?

The Pink Potpourri said...

ha ha! poor guy. your post title cracked me up :)

Marissa said...

Ha ha that's so funny! I would imagine V8 + Cheerios = yucky!!

Cyndi said...

It sound just like Rhett. Glad you're back in the same state.

Brittney Galloway said...

haha, that does sound pretty foul!

wife.mom.nurse said...

LOL!!!

Both the interesting Cheeriofusion and the unexpired milk!

Whitney said...

So funny! But, gag me about the cereal and juice!