Me: "Gary, have you seen a raw potato around here? I put on the counter half an hour ago."
Gary (half-asleep in reclining chair): "Huh? Potato?"
Me: "I lost a potato somehow. I looked in the garage and the pantry. Let me try the laundry room." (Moments later) "Well, I got a new potato out of the potato bin in the laundry room. but I'm still down a potato."
Me (Marches over to Gary, shoves laundry room potato under his nose.) "Yes. I lost a potato. It looks like this ... You know, maybe I didn't look in the back of the garage refrigerator." Puts potato back in laundry room, goes to garage, searches garage refrigerator, comes back in.)
Me: "This is making me nuts. Where is that potato?"
Gary: "Did you look in all the drawers?"
Me: "You mean the vegetable crisper drawers? Yes. In the kitchen fridge and the garage fridge!"
Gary: "Did you search the junk drawer?"
Me: (Opens junk drawer. Sees potato.): (Wheezes with laughter.)
I wish I could say he had the original potato in there all the time, but it impresses me more that he heard me close the door to the garage, jumped out of the recliner, got a potato out of the laundry room, hid it in the junk drawer, and appeared to go back to sleep.
(And no, I never found where the original potato was.)
(Now hiding a potato in his bed.)
That is fabulous.
(but *where* is that original potato?!!)
Posted by: KC | March 14, 2023 at 11:08 AM
KC - we will never know.
Posted by: theQueen | March 15, 2023 at 10:54 PM
“IS POTATO” (said in the voice of vladimir Putin by way of Stephen Colbert).
Posted by: Lisa | March 29, 2023 at 07:42 PM
Lisa - YES. I cannot get the potato out of the oven without looking at it and intoning, "Is potato."
Posted by: theQueen | March 29, 2023 at 09:05 PM