Tuesday, July 21, 2009

I Should Avoid Cheese

Phew! I've been a bit busy. But, I've got a loaf of banana bread in the oven, so by all means I should dilly dally online for an hour and share with you another reason why I should avoid cheese.

Some of you may remember the original cheese incident. But for those of you that didn't know me 10 years ago, please let me recap.

On a dark and snowy evening I found myself with a good college pal (we weren't in college anymore, but that's how well she knows me) at a Lisa Loeb concert in Boulder, Colorado. A few things to note, we were in Colorado, which is dry, and we had chapped lips. It was snowing. So, while I don't remember exactly the month of the year, it was not July. My friend asked me for some lip balm.

I reached into this great Cole Haan leather bag I had back then (someone since told me it looked like a feedbag so I stopped using it) and started fishing around for lip balm. In the dark of the Boulder Theater I couldn't see anything and when my flanges lighted upon something in cellophane I was confused and pulled out mystery object for closer scrutiny. It was an individually wrapped piece of American cheese!

Please note the most recent time I had purchased this type of cheese was the 4th of July for fixings on burgers -- the only time my husband indulges my affection for cheese product. I'm just saying that cheese was in my purse for at least six months.

Alas, I thought that would be the last time I'd have a cheese/purse incident. Ohhhhhh, no. It's not.

I won't bore you with the details, but the next time I go to Martini and a Movie at the Wildlife Experience I will not be tucking away "just one more piece of that amazing gouda" for nibbling during the show. Let's just say, gouda, not's so good-a the next morning when you find it wrapped in its mangy napkin at the bottom of your purse. Also, purse still smells like gouda.

Perhaps when that pig of a coworker told me my purse looked like a feedbag so many years ago he was actually trying to say I should quit using my purse as a feedbag, not that it actually looked like one.

6 comments:

Claudia said...

This is the second blog post today that has made me laugh out loud. Thank you.

P.S. I love gouda. But I've never had my purse smelling like it. So I would say, whatever you do, DON'T avoid cheese. But to have the equivalent of stale fast food smell stinking up the car in your purse? That might have me singing a different tune. A little Lisa Loeb, maybe?

African Kelli said...

A. I love Cole Haan and Mr. Haan does not make the "feed bag."
B. You had cheese in your purse before you were a mom?
C. Viva la gouda!

Angenette said...

Technically, American cheese is a "cheese product" so you're good. Or good-a, if you will.

Plumptom said...

Funny. Really funny. Send me a piece of banana bread would ya?

Katlyn said...

I LOVE Cheese!!!!

T.Tonn said...

Hi-larrrrious!!!! Thank goodness it wasn't gruyere!!!

D-oh! I think I know the "pig" co-worker!