Tuesday, October 14, 2008

I married a good man!

Do you know what Big Joz did late yesterday afternoon? Without being asked, he cleaned out my mother's refrigerator. Some of you know Mother. The biggest majority have never seen into her fridge. It's a scary sight!

Big Joz said he got started on the task when our daughter, Pud, was looking for something to eat. Something in a Wal-Mart sack had rendered, he said, and he was afraid for her life. That good man took it upon himself to rid much much crap out of the big cold box she once velcro-d shut.

Winner of the "I've Been in Here the Longest" award? A box of cream cheese dated August 29, 2001.

Before we left, we had hauled out a 40-gallon garbage bag full of outdated stinky stuff.

Big Joz is a good man.

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