Yesterday, Fried Okra showed her cabinets to the Internets at the prompting of Gathering Grace who showed hers first. Never to be one left out of the girlish fun, I have done some photographing, importing, exporting, and uploading for you all in the last two days.
So, without further ado, here is my Tupperware cabinet…
I know, Internets, it is not pretty. The Tupperware in my house lives in a “go-round” right beside my dry goods. It is forever falling off the side of the go-round into the little abyss in the back, which keeps the go-round from properly go-rounding. I can only hope that some day I might be the proud owner of a deep drawer the Tupperware cannot fall off or out of.
Here is our “beverage station,” which is, yes, of course, (could it be anywhere else?!) right beside the fridge and above the dishwasher. (It was time to run said dishwasher in case you can’t tell from the bareness above). Shorties on the bottom; tall boys in the middle. Notice the hospital-issued giant 30-ouncer on the top shelf, which I still use when I’m sick and forcing fluids or just feeling wrinkly and dehydrated and trying to get my daily 8 glasses. Good times. And I do find that a few paper and plastic goods on the top shelf are good for the impromptu random act of hospitality.
Now the good thing about this cabinet is that it’s extra large, compared to the other cabinets in my kitchen. This is where our plates and bowls hang out. Serving bowls up top. But you will notice that in this house, just like in our Tupperware cabinet, the plates and bowls have to hang out WITH the snacks. It’s an organizational travesty people. But there is just no other way. I have taken to storing the kiddie plates and bowls on the bottom and grown-up things in the middle, but this will soon be changing because last night my 6-year-old requested a big girl plate. Plastic-ware is SO last year.
This is the cereal cabinet over the microwave, which is not terrible, but just LOOK at that plug for the microwave hogging all that beautiful space over on the left. Shameful.
And this, people, is where my pretties hang out in the dining room. THIS makes me happy.
Now. Wanna show me yours?
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