Seriously Ridiculous

My husband frequently chides me for my overuse of the word ridiculous...but seriously...I LOVE the word ridiculous.  Oh, and did I mention that I also love the word seriously?  My thanks goes out to Drs. Grey, Stevens, O'Malley, Karev, Yang, and Torres for assisting in the forming of that ridiculous habit (watch 1 episode of Grey's Anatomy and see if you don't become attached to the word yourself).  Anyways...back to my obsession with ridiculous.  The reason I am so fond of the word is because I find it to be amazingly descriptive.  There are so many situations which the word ridiculous so perfectly describes.  To demonstrate, while cleaning this afternoon I took some photos of some seriously ridiculous situations in my own home!  Enjoy!

Exhibit A

The current state of my refrigerator is ridiculous.  There is taco sauce on the top shelf (that's not where it belongs).  There is a carton of strawberries on the second shelf, strawberries in a white pyrex bowl on the third shelf, and strawberries in a plastic baggy on the fourth shelf.  There is a pizza box on the fourth shelf that hasn't been touched in days...something tells me the pizza isn't even good anymore.  And don't even get me started on this...

I think it is ridiculous how many condiments have found their way into the shelves of my refrigerator door.  Do we seriously need all of these?  I could die over that bottle of French's yellow mustard that is haphazardly laying on its side.  And why aren't the taco sauce from shelf one and the salsa from shelf four in the door?  Oh that's right, because there's no room in the inn!  Seriously ridiculous I tell you!

Exhibit B

My pantry...not so ridiculous right?  It is actually fairly well organized and I am generally happy with it's appearance.  But sadly, it is the contents of my pantry that I find...you guessed it...ridiculous!

Seriously?  What business do a pair of DINKS (double income, no kids) have with not 1, not 2, not 3, FOUR boxes of Kraft Mac & Cheese?  Well here's a clue...there were 5 boxes of the stuff and now there are 4, and I didn't eat any of it.  So either one of our mice hijacked a box, or my other half consumed it.  What can I say, he loves the stuff!  Ridiculous (sorry, I couldn't help myself)!

Exhibit C

A couple of years ago, my mom gave me this great green basket that goes really well in our family room.  This afternoon I glanced over at said green basket...

...and realized that it was being taken over by a sea of magazines...

So I decided to try to sort through this ridiculous mess.

Hmmm...I seriously wonder whose little hands placed this guy in there.

I quickly determined that I was ridiculous to think that I could sort through this mess in one afternoon.  I am inclined to throw all of these away, but I know there are bits and pieces of valuable information in each of these magazines.  I did throw one, small, pitiful stack away - but I plan to return to these one day soon to tear out the valuable tidbits.  In the meantime, they are now neatly stacked back in the green basket.

Finally, just so you don't think I am ridiculous, I'm out to prove that the use of these word can often be positive.  This dessert, affectionately named "Berry Surprise" by my husband, is seriously and ridiculously delicious!