Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Have you ever had
something go bad in your fridge? I made a salad for supper, put some feta cheese on top and curled my toes when I took a bite of it. Ooooo. I think the word "feta" is a derivative of the word "fetid". Even the cat shuddered and walked away. (She gave me a contemptuous look too). How long does it take a container of cheese to go bad, do ya think? A week? A month maybe? Will it last a year? Or more? This, I've discovered, is another drawback of travel that I hadn't considered. It's probably a good idea to check the fridge before one goes away for a period of time, but frankly that wasn't on my to-do list. In hindsight, maybe I should add it to my packing list. I should have known that something that is already well past it's "expiration date" (like me) likely will not live another couple of weeks, no matter how cold one's refrigerator is. Shoulda, woulda, coulda, didn't. Another lesson I skipped out on at school.
Speaking of refrigerators, what a fascinating word that is! If I had invented the English language, I would have used the -erator suffix (Is it a suffix? Are there any English teachers out there?)a lot more often. Such as in Vacuum-erator. Sewing Machin-erator. Comput-erator. Underarm deodorant-erator. Try any of these words. You know you want to. I'll bet you're saying them out loud right now. Alone in your room. They kind of slide right off your toungue, don't they? Ahh, if only I had invented the English language. We would be having so much more fun.