I've been home sick with a cold for a few days, and I just opened the fridge to see what was hiding in the back. I pulled out a container of green beans, and knowing that I didn't serve them to Jason's mom who arrived a week ago, I opened them up and took a sniff. Problem is, I can't smell a thing. I'm stuffed up like a Build a Bear Workshop animal.
It appears I have two options. Throw everything in question away. Or, when Jason comes home, say "I think this stuff may be bad, will you smell it?"
For our entire marriage, Jason constantly points out to me how ridiculous it is for me to eat something, make a face and say, "I think this is bad. Try it."
Guess I'm throwing the stuff away. It only took me 14 years of marriage to figure out the answer to that question!
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