Jordana's Blog: Mother Of The Year
I opened the trunk of my minivan and there it was. The gallon of milk I bought Sunday … it was now Thursday.
I sighed, looked at the date, tried to remember what the weather has been like since Sunday and then put the milk in the fridge.
I rationalized that it was in the 30s and 40s, roughly the temperature of my refrigerator, so the milk must still be good, right? Right?
Sunday to Thursday definitely defies the three-second rule of when you're allowed to eat food off the floor, but I really didn't want to schlep back to the store and buy another gallon.
Yes, I'm an idiot for forgetting to empty the milk from the car, but some days I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached.
So, am I lazy or perfectly normal? I still can't decide, but they kids are drinking the milk.
I hope my children and 'child protective services' don't read this blog.
How long have you pushed the expiration date on food in your fridge? Did it come back to haunt you?
