What it is like living with a man.

So, one night, i was getting food out of the fridge to do a "leftover- modge podge-clean out" for dinner. I brought out this container of "Broccoli, chicken, & rice" that my mom made when she kept the boys a few days earlier. When i left it, there was about half left.....

But when i came back to it & pulled it out of the fridge that night..... this is what it looked like when i uncovered it.

My response, you ask? Out loud, i said, "SER-IOUS-LY?" And from the living room, i heard, "What?" I repeated.... "seriously??" as i took it over to him to show him.

His response, you ask? "Oh....." (insert thinking here....) "I guess i forgot the spoon was in there."

I have to laugh.... out loud. Even now, over a month later when i am getting around to blogging about this. It is just a typical day around here. And i am totally doomed.... i live with THREE males!

The "seriously" wasn't necessarily about the spoon..... although, it was a contributing factor.... but what about the fact that the container is empty aside from 3 small pieces of chicken. Who was going to eat that? The cat??

My practical, logistical side (the only side i really have, i know), wants to ask all men..... "Isn't it easier to actually trash it than to re-cover, leave the spoon, & put back in the fridge? It was even a disposable container... no need to rinse......."