What's in your fridge?

On Sunday I went hunting for my tweezer. Only it wasn't to pluck the eyebrows. No, it was for the hair on my chinny chin chin. My UGLY and revolting little hair on my chinny chin chin, which desperately needed to be removed immediately. It was not in it's usual place. I hunted. I yelled. I yelled some more and still it didn't show up; and not one child (who I--know-- is guilty) of why my tweezer went missing, courageously stepped up to the chopping block.

Memo to me: raise more courageous children. Oh, and children who will not touch valuable tweezers.

The next day, a mundane Monday morning, after a grueling workout with Akil; I naturally wanted food. Something on the line of feeding my incredible muscles. I do have them y'know... muscles. They're hidden out of sight under the fat. But they did need feeding. So ask me what I found sitting on the upper shelf next to my smart water?

My muscle milk?

MY TWEEZER! In the FRIDGE! What is it doing in the fridge?! I started yelling, “Who put my tweezer in the fridge?” Not one courageous or guilty conscience child fessed up. No, but there were five looking back at me, like--I--had pulled the stunt. They all left the kitchen as quickly as they could back peddle as they saw that my nostrils were flaring.

The thing is, this isn't the first I've found something that DOES NOT belong in the fridge. This was the one thing that finally broke the camel's back.

Do you want to know what I have found?

Here's the short list:

Yzhak's shoe (poor Yzhak was probably set up)
Rosina's hair brush (no wonder she doesn't brush her hair)
A wrench (Taua my busy body creator)
A toothbrush (definitely belonging to Samanu)
A rock (I can't decide which child did that)
Barbecue coal (I remember there were two—Aaron?)
Listerine (who knows)

With that history, I should have gone looking for my tweezer in the fridge, right?

I don't even want to go into how those things got there. But they were there. One day I'll find out how or why? For now, I'm still shaking my head.

So what's in your fridge? Got an interesting tale to tell?