Beware of cheese graters

I have a cheese grater that I really like. Or at least I used to like it. It has 5 sides, each with a different cutting style. When you use it, the cheese falls into the center, nicely conatined in a mound.

I also have new kitchen cabinets that I am trying to organize with the most used items the handiest. This is taking a while, as I love to cook and have many gadgets and necessary items. So the cupboards are full and I can't easily reach the top shelf. That's where I stash some of the items seldom used, and there is scant space for those things.

After using and washing my lovely grater, there seemed to be no space in the spot I got it from. So, eyeing the top shelf of the upper cupboard, I stood on tiptoe to try to put the grater in what appeared to be an open spot.

Had I been using my head for something other than sight, I would have gotten a step stool since reaching and tilting my head back mess up my balance. However, I was not using my head and what appeared to be an empty space was hiding some ice trays in the very back.

As I reached up, holding the bottom of the grater between my fingers, I gave it a boost. The ice trays complained and slung the grater right back at me. Luckily, it was the plastic handle that struck me before bouncing down to the counter.

To my amazement, that grater left a small but painful lump on my forehead which turned into a bruise. When I showed it to Al and asked him to kiss my boo-boo, his thoughtful response was "Ew, gross!"

And to think, Dick gets no respect. I'll bet Jackie would have been sympathetic if it had been him!!

Being the official boo-boo kisser in my family, I have kissed some that I had to close my eyes first! LOL

Dang, I can't find a kissy smiley, but it does make it all better...

Thank you for the thought, Brew, it feels a little better already.

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zadaconnaway wrote:

I have a cheese grater that I really like. Or at least I used to like it. It has 5 sides, each with a different cutting style. When you use it, the cheese falls into the center, nicely conatined in a mound.

I also have new kitchen cabinets that I am trying to organize with the most used items the handiest. This is taking a while, as I love to cook and have many gadgets and necessary items. So the cupboards are full and I can't easily reach the top shelf. That's where I stash some of the items seldom used, and there is scant space for those things.

After using and washing my lovely grater, there seemed to be no space in the spot I got it from. So, eyeing the top shelf of the uppern cupboard, I stood on tiptoe to try to put the grater in what appeared to be an open spot.

Had I been using my head for something other than sight, I would have gotten a step stool since reaching and tilting my head back mess up my balance. However, I was not using my head and what appeared to be an empty space was hiding some ice trays in the very back.

As I reached up, holding the bottom of the grater between my fingers, I gave it a boost. The ice trays complained and slung the grater right back at me. Luckily, it was the plastic handle that struck me before bouncing down to the counter.

To my amazement, that grater left a small but painful lump on my forehead which turned into a bruise. When I showed it to Al and asked him to kiss my boo-boo, his thoughtful response was "Ew, gross!"

And to think, Dick gets no respect. I'll bet Jackie would have been sympathetic if it had been him!!

Almost as good as one of Dick's blogs.

"And to think, Dick gets no respect. I'll bet Jackie would have been sympathetic if it had been him!"
I'll bet she wouldn't.

Shelagh wins again!

Shelagh wrote:

"And to think, Dick gets no respect. I'll bet Jackie would have been sympathetic if it had been him!"
I'll bet she wouldn't.

Shelagh, thank you for the compliment!!

Merri, that was a great idea, and the thought of chocolate helped!

I think it was Fibber McGee and Molly who had a closet that rained things down on them from an overstuffed closet. This incident reminded me of the old radio program!

Fibber McGee and Molly, eh? And here I thought I was the old one.

Sure did love those old programs.

Sorry, Zada,

That you hit your head on a cheese grater is awful, but
what s a woman your age doing eating cheese?

It is an omen--the cheese grater hit you so you would turn against cheese. before that horrid cheese clogged your arteries tight.

Count your blessings and begin with the cheese grater.




Ratface

What is pizza without cheese on top? Besides, I need the calcium, and the doctor says cheese is good for me!

No cheese? Sounds like a lot of sour milk to me. Or should that be grapes?

... or grates even.

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I've come close to losing a finger tip or two over the years, but so far I've only grated a nail or two. Sour grates is a good one, Shelagh.

Thanks for not killing me.

The cheese is probably very good for you and me and everyone. My cholesterol count is worse since I stopped eating it along wth eggs and every other delicious thing..

I was hoping you would get so mad at me you would fling your cheesegrater at me--I'd catch it and have cheese everything!

Cheese omelets would be the first thing.YUM, YUM, YUM!

Alice, I have always loved cheese, but do know it will stop you up if you eat too much at a time. I've not had my cholesterol check in quite a while, but it has never been a problem for me.

It's strange that your count got worse rather than better by restricting your diet. Do you suppose they checked it wrong?

Zada

Time will tell--drug withdrawal creates a lot of stress--could have been that.

I haven't given up yet.

Exercise is supposed to help--I am bicycling alot.


Not to worry--Exercise prevents Parkinson's
Old men have Pancreatic troubles.

I am waitng to be diagnosed with Prostate cancer and when I point out that I am a lady--have borne two childen, and don't even have a prostate--they will say , "Well you are an exception to the rule"

Oh well, it all makes life interesting.

Alice, you needn't worry about anyone killing you. (your post 2 above) I am beginning to think you are indestructable! Besides, we would miss your lively humor!

If you are diagnosed with a prostate problem, it would be hilarious, but still serious. Just keep exercising, and all will get better, I'm sure. It is supposed to help with cholesterol as well as being good for you in other areas. What's with the pancreas remark? You having trouble there, too?

I think I will start wearing more purple (at least until the bees come after me) and keep eating cheese.

Do you plan to become a bionic woman?