Several months ago I was a little bit under the weather, well actually, I was a big bit under the weather, and my girls (I still call my daughters girls although they are almost as old as I am now), came to cook and clean for me.
While searching my pantry for something to cook, they seemed astounded to find a good supply of goods on my shelves. I don’t know why they were so surprised, I always kept my pantry well stocked even when they were growing up, we always had a good supply of canned goods.
Well, they really gave me the low-down. They fussed at me for having so much stuff on my shelves. They told me not to buy anything else until I used up what I had on hand. Now, isn’t that just like our kids–they get all grown up and suddenly they think they know more than we do.
Also in their effort to be helpful, they did my laundry. Well, I really caught it after that. They found out how many pairs of socks and underwear I had. They were especially shocked to see how many tops I had. They gave me another lecture, this time about my clothes. They laid the law down to me not to buy anymore tops, that I had plenty. Well, guess what I did as soon as I got well–you got it!–I went shopping and bought another top. I’ll show them to boss me around.
Back to my pantry. I cleaned it out the other day and no wonder I had so much stuff in there–a lot of it was out-dated–some of it even had a 2005 date on it.
Boy oh boy will my daughters be surprised when they open my pantry on Thanksgiving. Just like “Old Mother Hubbard” my cupboards are now bare.
Well, I guess after getting rid of all that stuff, I need to go shopping again.