In the Freezer

    My freezer is like everything else in my life.  It isn’t organized neatly.  It is organized chaos.  I keep my freezer packed full of stuff that my family will eat during the week.  By the next weekend, it has pretty much been emptied out and needs to be replenished.

     Lately butter pecan ice cream has been a frequent guest.  It is the culprit of my weight gain recently.  Dieting sucks. Let me just say that right off.  It is hard and having ice cream around is obviously stupid on my part…but it is so good and it calls me!!  Today I went to my freezer and discovered some asshole ate my ice cream.  I couldn’t be too mad though because the asshole was me.  The scale knows.  Even that little cocky Wii Fit board on my Wii Fit game knows.  On the upside, the butter pecan is gone but not forgotten.  It is one of my guilty pleasures.

      You will find chicken, steaks, hamburger, turkey, chops, and pork tenderloin in my freezer piled high in individual freezer bags.  On top of that you will surely find several loaves of bread frozen just waiting for when the current loaf has been used.  With my kids taking their lunches to school, we use a lot of bread around here! 

       Lately the kids are on a chicken nuggets kick, so you will usually find a bag of those in there too.  I also have quite the collection of half used and full bags of veggies.  Everything from Brussels sprouts to mixed assortments.  I am big on different shapes of ice too so you will find a tray that makes ice shaped fingers and bones, pumpkins, and skulls that I got for Halloween.  Although plain rectangles work, why would you want those when you could have bones floating in your drink?

       If you were to dig everything out of the freezer you might find some croaked over popsicles from summer’s past.  You will never find any questionable items in my freezer though.  No dead bodies.  No butcher paper wrapped packages marked “tail”, “liver”, “brains” , or “tongue”.  My grandma was big on that stuff and one time when we were watching her house while she and Grandpa were in Florida we found a whole slew of wild stuff like that in her freezer.  It made me think twice before having dinner at her house.  You never knew what you might be eating.  You were usually pretty safe on holidays, but other times who knew?