Tyson and I came home late Friday night to a smelly house and woke up this morning to an even smellier one. We searched for the smell everywhere. Closets, fridge, garbage, pantry, dishwasher, cupboards, garbage disposal-but the stench was a mystery. Tonight, Tys had a renewed determination to discover the source of the smell. After about 30 seconds of searching, he opened the drawer underneath the oven and found the 4 day old, now raw, reeking bag of chicken. Never a dull moment living with Tys..bless his heart.
6.02.2012
Smelly House
I called Tyson on my way home from work on Thursday and asked him to put some chicken in the oven for dinner. He called me back after a couple of minutes saying he could not find the chicken anywhere. We both knew that we still had frozen chicken breasts left over after he had cooked dinner on Wednesday, but alas...they were not in the freezer, nor anywhere else in our house (or so we thought). After getting home and looking everywhere (since I never can trust Tyson's "searching" skills), the chicken really was nowhere to be found. We assumed he must have accidentally thrown the bag away and he had taken the garbage out that day.
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Remember that bag of sprouted potatoes we found when we moved out of Wyview that had been reeking up our place for like 3 months? I'm starting to think this is a habit of yours. Haha
ReplyDeleteHaha, I loved the part about not trusting Tyson's searching skills. Matt is the same way. Why is it that they always open the fridge and say, "where is the milk??" when it's right in front of them? :) I'm glad you found the source of the stink.
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