The container was sitting next to the container of non dairy creamer. I was on the third spoonful before I noticed the mistake.
One day last week, I caught myself trying to shove a pitcher of freshly made iced tea, onto the much smaller cabinet shelf. When I opened the refridgerator, there sat the cannister of sugar. :smack:
My husband murdered 3 cans of frozen lemonade, (on seperate occasions), this Summer. He put them in the pantry with the other canned goods.
Share your absent mindedness…
After making a cake, I carefully cleaned everything up. A couple hours later, my dad asked, “Why is the mixer in the fridge?”
After making a cake, I carefully cleaned everything up. A couple hours later, my dad asked, “Why is the mixer in the fridge?”
I recently poured my salad dressing into my glass instead of the juice.
Uhhh… I left a glass of Juice on the counter for a few hours, and ants were crawling all over the kitchen when I got back.
Once I was making egg custard, and when I was just about ready to pour the liquid mixture into the custard cups, I tasted it to see if I’d put in enough nutmeg. Turned out that I had used a cup and a half of salt instead of sugar. Bleh.
Just the other day, after fixing myself a bowl of cereal, I put the milk into the cabinet and the cereal in the fridge.
Recently, after a night of drinking (I need some sort of defense!), I carefully scooped three tablespoons of coffee grounds into my cereal bowl, and emptied the contents of two instant oatmeal packages into the coffee filter.
I’m not much of a morning person, can you tell?
This is the worst I’ve ever done…
I was making banana bread and instead of adding 2 cups of flour, 1/2 cup of shortening… I added 2 cups shortening, 1/2 cup of flour…AND put it in the oven for an hour. After it was ‘baked’ I cut the crappy goop, tasted it and just about threw up. NASTY.
Hillbilly Queen:
And? How was it? I hate coffee, but maybe parmesan would make it tolerable. 
I put the orange juice in the cupboard, the bread in the freezer, the glass in the fridge, and the butter in the drawer.
Yes, senility kicks it a bit early, doesn’t it?
A while back, I was chatting on the phone to a friend. Poured myself a glass of orange juice as I talked, and took a sip. Then involuntarily screamed into the phone.
It wasn’t orange juice. It was grapefruit …
Once, waking up after working a very long, physically demanding work week (with much too much overtime), I awoke feeling groggy and wanted to wash my hair in the kitchen sink and take a nice, hot bath to soothe my aching muscles.
My parents always keep shampoo beside the sink for those times.
It wasn’t until much later, after my wonderful bath, that I noticed my hair felt dry and crispy… and had a fresh lemon scent. I’d washed my hair with Sunlight dish liquid.
Cooking one evening, I got a block of cheese out of the fridge, got the knife and went to the cutting board. Something interupted me before I could get started, and when I came back the cheese wasn’t on the cutting board. I searched the entire house looking for a block of cheddar cheese. I finally found it in the knife drawer.
I didn’t get to taste it, but it was seeing the first 2 spoonfuls melting into a slimey yellow glob, that made me realize something was wrong.
Kaotic Newtral reminded me of when I almost ruined a brand new bread machine. I got the measurements for the flour and water mixed up. Instead of baking bread, I boiled it. It overflowed out of the pan and into the machine.
Grate!
Every once in a while when I get my coffee at work, I’ll rip the tops off of four equal packets, dump the equal into the trash, and stand there with a confused laugh… while the twenty or so people standing in line try not to bust up laughing…
Ouch.
I am incapable of doing two things at once. I need a glass of water and a fork. I go into the kitchen, get the glass of water, get back to the living room, realize I forgot the fork, go back to the kitchen (glass of water still in my hand), put down the glass to get a fork out of the drawer, go back to the living room, realize I forgot the water.
If I’m really lucky, I remember to put the fork down before returning to the kitchen.
I put detergent in my frying-pan instead of oil. While I was frying food. Three times. Then I started wondering why the oil was frothing.
I’ve repeatedly dumped salt, creamer, vanilla flavoring stuff, and pretty much anything other than sugar in my coffee at the coffee shop at school.
I also have gotten back to my dorm after buying some food, proceeded to put a bag of chips or something in the fridge, and put the yogurt I just purchased on my shelf.
Bill Cosby may love Jello pudding, but probably not the way I once made it.
I reached into the fridge to grab the milk and instead grabbed the buttermilk (I have it to make biscuits).
Chocolate pudding made with buttermilk will make you gag. I know this from personal experience.