Nasty Husband Hobbies
I think I’ve already mentioned here that I dislike the idea that I have to participate in the nastier side of husband’s hobbies.
For example, I dislike harvesting vegetables or fruits because unfortunately they are grown in dirt. Dirt also is filled with bugs and this coupling of food/bugs is bothersome to me.
Besides the fact that yard edibles have their roots in the same place I’ve found my cats creating sweet little holes for their own self-dug loos, these home grown edibles also have bugs crawling upon them.
I picked a tomato this morning and as I pulled it off the bush, a medium-sized, purple-winged insect also came along for the ride. Frightened, I dropped the tomato which splatted when it hit the ground, but the purple bug clung tenaciously to my sundress, unhurt in any way: One of the many reasons why I dislike harvest time.
If growing fruits and vegetables were not enough aggravation, husband has now created a science experiment, or so it seems, which has taken up residency in my dining room.
There’s a five gallon antique crock filled to the top with cucumbers that are in the process of decomposing or fermenting – however you feel about the idea of pickling.
A new daily chore is removing the scum and molds that collect on the top of the brine. Doesn’t that make you salivate for a delicious garlic dill pickle?
I will not skim scum; I will not mess with mold. I’m saving this chore for him.
Yet, I do love garlic dill pickles, though I would prefer to be less aware of exactly how they are made.
I wish my husband would find different hobbies; ones that would be totally bug-free, mold-free and scum-free.
Otherwise his hobbies will have to remain me-free.
I think I’ve already mentioned here that I dislike the idea that I have to participate in the nastier side of husband’s hobbies.
For example, I dislike harvesting vegetables or fruits because unfortunately they are grown in dirt. Dirt also is filled with bugs and this coupling of food/bugs is bothersome to me.
Besides the fact that yard edibles have their roots in the same place I’ve found my cats creating sweet little holes for their own self-dug loos, these home grown edibles also have bugs crawling upon them.
I picked a tomato this morning and as I pulled it off the bush, a medium-sized, purple-winged insect also came along for the ride. Frightened, I dropped the tomato which splatted when it hit the ground, but the purple bug clung tenaciously to my sundress, unhurt in any way: One of the many reasons why I dislike harvest time.
If growing fruits and vegetables were not enough aggravation, husband has now created a science experiment, or so it seems, which has taken up residency in my dining room.
There’s a five gallon antique crock filled to the top with cucumbers that are in the process of decomposing or fermenting – however you feel about the idea of pickling.
A new daily chore is removing the scum and molds that collect on the top of the brine. Doesn’t that make you salivate for a delicious garlic dill pickle?
I will not skim scum; I will not mess with mold. I’m saving this chore for him.
Yet, I do love garlic dill pickles, though I would prefer to be less aware of exactly how they are made.
I wish my husband would find different hobbies; ones that would be totally bug-free, mold-free and scum-free.
Otherwise his hobbies will have to remain me-free.
posted by mary bishop | 12:23 PM
3 Comments:
MB
Perhaps now you will come to your senses and remember my hints. He is just making things difficult for you, you know what I mean. Just to force you to the limits. lol
BK --I'll love the home brewing of beer, but please don't tell me there's scum and mold and bugs in the process of beer making or I'll cry.
Jac...you are right, he's making life difficult for me!
I'm with you about bugs, hate them. They are always lurking in the dirt and I hate finding them there. As for pickles, I didn't know the stages of gross that a cucumber becomes before a pickle. I think I'd have to pass on them after being the scum scraper ~ yuck!
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