What’s the tiiiiiiiiiiiime?! It’s time to get CHILLed!
What’s the tiiiiiiiiiiiime?! It’s time to get CHILLed!
What’s the tiiiiiiiiiiime?! It’s time to get CHILLed!
What’s the ti-iiiiiiiiiiiime?! It’s time to get CHILLed!
Scratch that. That’s not how the song goes…. It’s time to get ILL. ILL! What does that even mean? Yeah. I guess we really don’t want to “get ill” in my fridge. I envisioned this post taking a whole other direction… Maybe I can still save it:
What’s the time?!What’s the time?!What’s the time?!
You tell me.
For those who accuse me of having a clean fridge - here - it’s milk crust. Yum. Maybe something did “get ill” in the fridge after all.







I’m so proud of you for not cleaning first. You also didn’t “front up” the jars and tubs, which makes it more mysterious (alluring) for us voyeurs.
About that still-in-the-fridge bubbly. Your zoom feature allows inspection of the bottle. It’s Veuve Clicquot, not some cheap fake fizz. What gives? Pop that thing!
I think one of DQ’s chores today will be cleaning out the fridge.
You’ve just inspired me to go clean out my fridge. It’s time.
Alright. It seems the state of my fridge is being mis-taken for “clean”, when - infact it is merely empty. I need to do some grocery shoppin’…
Actually, if I think about it - I do have “fridgessues”. I have this crazy NEED to be able to see almost everything that is in my fridge. It DRIVES ME CRAZY when I can’t see everything. I feel wasteful (’cuz what I can’t see I won’t consume, or I’ll end up buying a third pound of cheese ‘cuz I couldn’t remember seeing any…)… I feel guilty ‘cuz I feel wasteful… But it’s not about a clean fridge - it’s about being able to see everything. Short things in the front please!
Dude, you’ve got a lot of milk in your fridge!
Finally the whipped cream packages have come apart. SHEESH!
Hi Jenny
You commented on my blog (the post about the difference between hits and visitors . . .), so I came along to visit yours and found it really funny and interesting. This picture of your fridge . . . ha ha. You know in the UK (typically) we don’t have fridges like yours - much more modest - yours appears to have TWO doors and an interior like Aladdin’s Cave. But I don’t see an ice-maker - which I had been lead to believe was a staple of all American fridges. Is it on the other side of the door?
Liz
:-))