Fridge


Well, Mighty Girl is working through No One Cares What You Had For Lunch, or its alternative title, What Ellen Posts When She Hasn’t Seen Her In-Laws.

Here’s my fridge door:

Fridgedoor

Clockwise from Top Right Corner:

Appointment cards for doctors/dentist/sprinkler appointments.
Clipping for the times of the Chiluly exhibit at the Missouri Botanical Garden, reminding me that for yet another Thursday night Gary and I have not attended the evening showing of the exhibit.
Word magnets, that I should have the heart to tear apart and re-assemble in cunning slightly pornographic ways.
Nurse hotline magnet.
It’s a clip! It’s a magnet!
I love Robots, especially my Roomba and Scooba.
My Mom’s calendar which I coveted so passionately she gave it to me.


9 responses to “Fridge”

  1. I love that the partially obscured photo of you doting upon your husband, and in which he is more invested in the camera as well as his wee baby Dr. Pepper, has a home on the fridge. Heh.

  2. It seems that it would be much more fun to make the word magnets into pornographic messages during a girls’ night.

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