Good day! It’s Bumble Tuesday. Of course, a Bumble can happen any day of the week. Today just happens to be Tuesday…
For today’s Bumble I will begin with some background. Walking Dead fans out there may recall this scene from season 4 (and if I’m spoiling anything for anyone, please just plug your ears?).
Remember this scene from The Walking Dead when Beth and Daryl go to the country clubhouse together, and Beth desperately wants to try her first alcoholic beverage ever before she dies? If you watch the show you know that anyone can die at anytime. Don’t get too attached to those characters. Beth finds peach schnapps and looks for a glass, among the carnage, the zombies, the blood and the guts. You know, the usual. While I watched her, all I was thinking was that Beth was not going to find a clean cup! And those cups she handled were disgusting.
Just so you know, cleanliness is important to me.
And now on to my Bumble…
I’m sure you all know this scenario. The dishwasher is open, filled with dishes that look practically clean. Practically, right? An instinct kicks in that has me second-guessing their status of clean or dirty. So, I turn over a few cups and dishes, and decide that yes, indeed, they’re perfectly clean.
I begin to unload the dishwasher and return dishes, cups, and silverware to their rightful place in the kitchen, but I am interrupted.
Stage Left: Enter child requesting and demanding milk.
Child: Mommy, I need milk.
A glass of milk is provided.
Child: Mommy, this glass looks dirty. There’s spots…or water…Look!
Mom: It looks fine. It just came of the dishwasher. It’s clean.
Child exits, disgruntled, but gulping the milk.
Downstage Right: Husband saunters into kitchen.
Husband: Those dishes are dirty.
Me: Those dishes were clean. Twenty seconds ago. No, really. I checked—
But I have to double-check now. I turn over a few dishes in the cupboard, and the second dish I observe is stained with a food substance resembling chili.
Friends, this is what my dishwasher looked like when this happened:
Okay, okay, I can’t fool you. These are clean. I’m not going to show you guys dirty dishes. Yucky! Would I subject you to that? Just know they practically looked like this.
I turned over the wrong dish in my dish analysis is all.
So, now I realize I gave my poor son a dirty glass. He was right all along. Additionally, I’m experiencing that limbo of not knowing what is clean and what is dirty in my kitchen, and that I must wash everything. Everything! I try not to panic.
Me (to Husband): Should I get a new glass of milk for our child?
Husband: He’s okay. (reading paper)
Me: No, we don’t want to waste his precious milk.
Stage left: Son enters with empty glass.
Child: More milk, please.
I refill his milk…in a new, clean glass. Of course, I did!
Do you drink out of dirty glasses? Have you ever eaten off dirty dishes and not known beforehand? What did you do? Have you ever been to a dinner party where they served food on dirty dishes? I sure hope not!