Welcome Home Kirsty - To Your Amazing Exploding Larder!

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You know that feeling you get when you walk back into your house after a really long flight and you look around and say “Thank god I tidied up before I left this place. It’s so nice to get back to a clean house”?

Next time you think that, I want you to think of me. Because that’s exactly what I thought when I staggered into my apartment extremely late at night upon my return from Auckland the other day. I’d just spent several hours crammed into a row of seats with Duncan, and the biggest Pacific Islander I think I’ve ever seen. Not only was he large, but he didn’t know how to work the in flight entertainment. He spent 3 hours variously accidently calling for the flight attendant and switching the reading light on and off as he jabbed randomly at buttons (despite our best efforts to help the poor chap out!).

So when we finally got back home…

“Ahhhh. Thank god.” I thought.

“Look at my nice tidy house” I preened.

“I’ll have a nice cup of tea, perchance a choccy biccie to help me relax” I decided.

So I open the cupboard door. And I just stand there for 30 seconds in the half light (kitchen bulb had blown), looking in. I was too tired to understand what I was seeing as I clutched my teabags absentmindedly. A tiny voice in the back of my head was making remarks like “This isn’t right Kirsts.” “Funny texture there” and the thing that finally awoke me from my stupor…

“What’s that smell?”

Well, ladies and gents… the smell was THIS…

My Exploding Larder

EEEEEKKKK!!!!!!!

Can you believe a single bottle of self combusting Pizza sauce did this? We’d only bought it 3 weeks ago and it clearly sat in our larder fermenting before creating a Damien Hirst on the inside of our larder door! It smelt just like BBQ vomit. Oh, happy days.

What jolly fun Duncan and I had dismantling the cupboard and cleaning it and all its contents the following day. I suppose it was just God’s way of saying “Not been to church for a while? Tired? Irritable? Emotionally exhausted? Good. Now cop this!!”

Setting A Precedent…

And the above picture is a pretty good analogy for how we feel now that we have gotten home. Work is all over the place, we’re staring down the barrel of finalising our house purchase and our wedding… and we have a clue about precisely none of it.

“Splat” - Yeah, that just about covers our state of mind this week - :) However, panic ye not we are slowly pulling our affiliate and personal socks up and getting organisatory. So coming soon will be shedloads of well thought out affiliate posts and lots of great news about how organised we are with everything.

Oh, and finally we’d like to introduce you to our new family pet. His name is “Sonic Boom”. ;)

Oink Oink

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5 Responses to “Welcome Home Kirsty - To Your Amazing Exploding Larder!”

  1. Mammy Says:

    Well I can help with the wedding stuff but……….. tough luck with the pizza sauce!!

  2. Kirsty Says:

    Ha ha ha!! Thanks Mum.

    Look at my tech savvy Mother posting on my blog, isn’t she fab?!?

  3. Debbie Says:

    Kirsty,

    You might have missed your calling as a writer. I’ll admit that I had a chuckle… ok a little more than a chuckle… when I read this. When you come back from your honeymoon, to your beautiful house, you’ll be able to look back and have a good laugh about the exploding pizza sauce!

  4. Joe Connor Says:

    Welcome back Kirsty, a most entertaining read which I hope is some consolation for the Hirsty - Kirsty’s Hirsty.
    I especially enjoyed “organisatory”, is that a proper word down under? Right I’m off to get entre… enterprenuri…satory with my own stuff - see ya at the Expo - in your wedding dress, at the pre-party and a cantBarsed tshirt for Duncan OK?…

  5. Kirsty Says:

    Thanks Joe, organisatory is a bona-fide “Kirsty-ism”

    Don’t encourage me to wear that frock again, it won’t take much! I’m sure Duncan would love to wear a Cant B Arsed t-shirt though, he has it written all over his face some days, so he may as well wear it too ;)

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