“P”arsley

By | April 18, 2012

Last night while we were making dinner, this happened:

Yup, that's parsley...all over the floor...

I didn’t drop it, I swear.

I did put it on the top shelf of the cabinet and then shut the door.

I really did.

Or at least, I almost shut the door.

Too bad the cabinet’s too full and I knocked over some other spices, sending them spinning and tumbling of the shelf…and sending the glass parsley jar to the floor.

Where the lid popped off and allowed parsley to go pretty much every-which-way all over the floor.

But we didn’t yell, or curse, or cry.

(You knew Hubs didn’t cry, I’m sure, but I wanted to make sure you knew I wasn’t crying either…)

I did stand there silently for a bit just looking at it.

I stood there so long, in fact, that Hubs had to say, “Well, pick it up.”

So I did.

And I kept cooking while Hubs got out the sweeper and cleaned it up.

I was bummed, sure, but proud of us for avoiding an argument. Or in my case, a meltdown.

We know not to cry over spilled…parsley.

Your turn! What’s the most recent thing in your marriage that could have been an opportunity to produce anger or frustration? How did you respond?

6 thoughts on ““P”arsley

  1. Donita

    That is when you just laugh and say “Yes God, I know, don’t sweat the small stuff”!

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  2. Karyl

    I spilled toothpicks the other day while baking and almost had a breakdown. My husband helped me pick them up!

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    1. melissashipman Post author

      Good for him! And glad you were able to hold it together! Thanks for sharing so I’m not the only clumsy/messy/crazy one!

      Reply

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