When I was a kid we ate canned corn. With the whole kernels. Never the creamed variety. (No judgement please! Everyone ate canned vegetables then.)
My mom routinely picked up the wrong can and we had creamed corn. No one ate it. She would try to sneak it in casseroles but we always knew. We were like cats picking out the vegetables in the kibble. Sneak it off the side of the plate where she couldn’t see it until we were out of range.
We teased her about it. Often. Annoyingly often. She would get so annoyed with herself. She’d look at the product, then glance away (look squirrel!) and pick up the wrong can.
That was humorous until this gene surfaced in me. Wop! I bought facial tissues with lotion instead of plain. In the humongous bundle from the warehouse store. Yikes! I took them back.
My antenna was tuned in now so I was careful. (No I didn’t stop buying the wrong stuff. I just stopped buying the wrong stuff by accident. I still have shoes that hurt. That’s another post entirely.)
I’ve written before that we buy paper towels by the pallet (that’s just a slight exaggeration, it’s more like a tractor-trailer load). Always at the warehouse store. In bundles claiming to be the equivalent of 87 gazillion normal rolls. (What is a normal roll anyway?) Only the pick-a-size rolls too. In white! We use it for food prep and don’t want pictures of puppies or kitties on our vegetables or chops.
Once we picked up a pack of the full size sheets (it was like an apocalypse! We were waiting for lightning to strike!). We saved those for the beloved husband to use in his workshop. He uses full size there. And the cat litter room for the occasional “clean up in aisle 3” situation. We had enough for a long time.
Last week we hit the bottom. I blame it on the beloved husband (secretly though because he’s normally perfect). We opened the first roll of the ginormous mega roll pallet and this is what we saw.
This took me right back to the “olden days” when teapots and daisies were popular. I was surprised they still make patterns. Who decorates their home with paper towels? (Will it clash with the granite top or curtains?) These are my favorite colors but I wouldn’t want to see it in my mashed potatoes. Or tattooed on my steak between the grill marks.
Since we split open the package, we will use them in the laundry room, workshop, cat litter room and any other place that needs a little decoration to brighten it up. Always a silver lining!
We are both on high alert now but I doubt that will stop us from picking up the wrong product again! Let’s hope it’s chocolate.