The blankets are going to be Christmas presents to the kids, and my mother, so I rushed home and hid them away in the depths of my closet before the girls saw them.
A few days later, I was digging through the freezer looking for the pot roast and an ugly thought entered my head. "How come I don't remember putting that roast away?" I started to panic a little bit. I went to the other freezer and proceeded to dig away to no avail....
YES dear friends I had stuffed it in my closet under all those fuzzy blankets. Luckily the blankets insulated the stench of rotten meat, and I was able to avoid most of the nasty bloody meat smell because it was in the store bag. But I wasted 10.00 of prime beef. OOH did it stink.
Has anyone else got a story like this or do these things just happen to me?
