I am having The Organ That Shall Not Be Named removed next Wednesday
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and thus I am spending a lot of time sitting around feeling like there’s something I should be doing, but when I try to pin it down, I have no fucking clue what it is. The house is cleanish, the laundry is done, the bills are paid, the checkbook is balanced, and I even cleaned out the worst of my desk drawers yesterday. I’m going to get groceries later today, and will make several dishes that can be frozen so that Fred will have to do very little cooking while I’m recovering from surgery. On Monday I’ll clean the house and make sure we have sufficient supplies of cat food and litter in stock (might require a trip to Sam’s, now that I think about it).
Other than that, I can’t think of a damn thing I need to do. I always get this way when something big is coming up, I get antsy and spazzy and at loose ends. Even when I’m about to go on vacation, I get all “But this desk drawer needs to be organized RIGHT NOW, I don’t care how late I have to stay up and get it done!”
Did you know that That Organ weighs less than a pound? I think it can be bigger and weigh more if it’s been stretched out by having a lot of kids (Michelle Duggar’s must account for half her body weight). Less than a pound. That figures – there go my dreams of having mine out and shrinking to Super Model size.
Stupid That Organ.
You don’t think my appendix thinks I’m talking about it, do you? NOT TALKING ABOUT YOU, APPENDIX. GO BACK TO SLEEP.
Someone who is not blood relation to me highly HIGHLY disapproves of the fact that I am having a partial hysterectomy. This person is fond of lecturing Fred long and loud about how I should NOT have a hysterectomy, that THEY (okay, SHE) could have had a hysterectomy when such-and-such happened, but she insisted on keeping her That Organ, and on and on and onnnnnn. Her disapproval is not assuaged by the fact that I am keeping my cervix and ovaries. She is not swayed from her disapproval by the talk of painful, never-ending periods nor the small fibroid that has taken up residence. She. Does. Not. Approve.
Has she expressed her displeasure (about the removal of an organ that does not concern her in the slightest) directly to me? Why, no. No, she has not. She prefers to lecture Fred at length.
She adores the sound of her own voice.
If she were to confront me about the fact that I am having That Organ removed despite her strong disapproval, I would say:
1. “Not your decision. Doesn’t involve you.”
2. “Not Fred’s decision. Not his That Organ.” (Though I did talk to him at length before I scheduled the operation. I’M NOT A MONSTER.)
3. “And thank you ever so much for believing that I am so goddamn ignorant that I am unable educate myself, weigh my options, and make my own informed decision without your extensive input. Clearly it was a spur-of-the-moment decision and I have no idea how to do research on any subject, ever. Please, please educate me. SHOW ME THE WAY. Obviously I SHOULD have begged for your input, given that in the time I’ve lived here, we’ve exchanged perhaps 1,000 words total.”
UGH.
And that’s all I have to say ’bout that.
Warning about Kindle book prices- I heard a news story on NPR’s Marketplace yesterday that Kindle book prices will likely be going up. Apple cooked up some kind of deal with publishers for the iPad, to the general effect of Apple charging more for ebooks if publishers give their business exclusively to Apple. So now Amazon will have to charge more, too, if they want to keep access to those publishers. Crappy that more competition is resulting in higher prices.
Bastards! All of them!
Oh, and I know you mentioned that you saw Food, Inc. but I can’t remember if you liked it. I was going to rent it yesterday and decided to wait until I knew if you thought it was worth a watch!
Oh, I liked it a lot! I don’t remember anything about it (I’m surprised I remember my name these days), but I know I liked it. A lot! 🙂
I have a question, but you may have addressed it before. What do you scoop your litter boxes into? I have been using plastic grocery bags, but I’d like to stop using them. I just didn’t want to lug a big container (like empty litter pails, which I put the bags into, but I don’t always have one available) into the kitchen twice a day to scoop the two litter boxes, then lug it back to the garage. I’m not really sure there’s another option, though.
I used to buy plastic bags at Sam’s Club in bulk – I think they were 10 gallon bags – reassuring myself that I wasn’t killing the environment AS MUCH because they were smaller than the plastic bags you get at the grocery store, and they’re also a thinner plastic. (Also, less prone to having holes in the bottom. How many times in years past have I wandered through the house scooping litter boxes into grocery store bags, spilling nasty litter all over the place? COUNTLESS times, I assure you!) Recently, I bought biodegradable bags in bulk from eBay (“in bulk” should be my middle name) and have been using them. The upside: biodegradable! The downside: I can’t fit all the litter clumps from 7 litter boxes in one bag. Sometimes, I can’t fit all the litter clumps from 7 litter boxes in TWO bags. So, biodegradable, but I use more of them.
What earth-friendly options are the rest of you using? I’m always interested to hear other suggestions!
Hubby works for Lowe’s. They have a new policy for employees that they ALL must be on the floor helping customers between 10-2 weekdays and 10-5 on weekends. That means no trucks can be unloaded, no forklifts (unless getting something for a customer) etc. My guess is either you went right before those hours and they were all trying to get their back stuff done or you just had a bunch of bad luck that day.
I’m thinking very hard here (can’t you see the smoke?), but I’m 75% sure it was after 10:00. I wonder if perhaps they just don’t get much call for assistance in that area, so the employees were concentrated in other areas of the store.
Go and see Avatar – I loved it and I find it hard to sit still through movies at the best of times.
Pardon me while I guffaw at my hilarity. I love accusing others of being skimmers, maybe because I myself am a skimmer.
We DID go see Avatar, a few days after Christmas. I only mentioned it in passing, though, so I can’t blame you for missing it.
Also, no way is Fred going to leave the ranch for a holiday any time soon! You have zero chance of a trip to Florida!
Oh, I don’t think I have zero chance – especially once the chicken yards are combined and we can worry a little less about the chickens falling prey to marauding raccoons or possums or whatever. I put my odds at, oh, 25%. Maybe 10%. We’ll see! If it comes down to it, I can always take myself to Florida!
How big is that tv, Miz Robyn???
It is… 52 inches? 46? 39? Fuck if I know. I better ask Fred.
I was right the first time – it’s a 52 inch LCD TV. I finally convinced Fred that we needed to replace our 62″ huge-ass piece of shit TV. As a result, Fred whines and moans and complains about how “tiny” the new TV is, but you know what? I can SEE the freakin’ picture on this TV, so I’m happy! When we had the old TV, we rented the most recent Harry Potter movie, but had to turn it off after 10 minutes because the picture was so dark we couldn’t see what the fuck was going on. We rented it again after we got the new TV (AND a Blue-Ray player), and the picture was crisp and clear and easy to see.
As a bonus, the Blue-Ray player will stream Netflix movies. Fred was supposed to get it set up (with a wireless something-or-other) before I have surgery next Wednesday, but I’m not sure he’ll have time.
I guess I’ll just have to content myself with endless episodes of Roseanne and Friends and Sex and the City!
Regarding the smell of canned cat food on hands… I have no idea if this would work, but you know those stainless steel bars (shaped like soap) that are awesome for ridding hands of onion reekage? The package claims it works on other “strong scents” so I wonder if it would help with cat food. A long shot, I think, but maybe…
I need to get one of those bars, because I swear to god I chop an onion just about every day and walk around with Onion Hands, which is ever so pleasant.
Just saw a snip of History Channel’s “Modern Marvels: THE EGG” – some really neat stuff on that show, several kinds of “free range” organic operations, and a cute funny English chicken farmer (in America) at the end. Have you seen this show? If not I thought of you & thought you’d find it interesting. Aigs!
I have not seen that show – but I’m definitely going to check it out! (Though I’m not positive that we get the History Channel.)
Does the doll chime?
When my daughter was a wee one I bought her a pricey, at the time, chiming bird and she would never play with it. Now I’m wondering if she thought it was creepy.
The doll does not chime. Though it does breathe fire and threaten to steal my soul, is that similar?
I kid.
Y’all’s hatred for the doll in yesterday’s comments cracks me up. I kind of like it! Creepy’s not always bad, you know. I’m going to position it facing the front door so that anyone who breaks in will be frightened off by it. Or will have their face chewed off by it, one or the other!
Miz Poo has been spending a LOT of time rubbing her face on the doll. I hope the doll’s not giving her any ideas!
You might answer this on the Friday question day, but I wondered if you were watching the “Real Housewives of OC”?? what do you think of the new girl and her husband. Am I the only one who thinks he is a pompous ass?! I forget their names. She is blonde, they have twin little ones and a nanny.
Oh, INDEED I am! Alexis and Jim is who you’re referring to, and EVERYONE thinks Jim is a pompous ass, believe me. They’re a fairly insufferable couple, the two of them (some sites refer to her as Jesus Barbie, which couldn’t possibly be a better nickname). I can barely stand to look at her, with her humongous fake boobs and humongous fake lips. She’s going to be crippled by back pain within 5 years, if she isn’t already. I thought Jim was a TAD more likable in last week’s episode, when he was trying to help Alexis’ two brain cells figure out how to force Gretchen and Tamra to get along, but still. Alexis and Jim have TWO nannies, yet still poor Alexis must break away and have a few hours of “me” time at the spa every now and then. THANK GOD she’s able to do that, she CLEARLY spends all her other time (when she’s not lunching with friends or working out at the gym or hanging out at the track) just giving and giving and GIVING.
I think the producers must have some sort of stake in making sure that Donn is the ONLY likable husband (or man, really) on that show.
I don’t know why Alexis is so hell-bent on making Gretchen and Tamra make up. The two of them get along perfectly well in social situations, who cares if they secretly loathe each other?
Lynne and her husband are a fucking mess, and I think that if they got their shit together, took the fucking PHONE away from their spoiled little 17 year-old and stopped giving her money, Princess would shape right the fuck up. I have no patience for parents who won’t parent and then whine “Where did we go wrooooong?” My prediction: Lynne will be in rehab before the next season starts.
I have actually felt sorry for Tamra this season, since she’s obviously so deeply unhappy. She needs to stop worrying about what the hell Gretchen is doing, and worry about her own ass. In case you hadn’t heard, Simon has filed for divorce (and good fucking riddance to HIM.)
Vicki doesn’t seem to be around much this season, does she? I know she was slated to have some big blowup with Alexis in last night’s show, but I haven’t watched it yet, so don’t have an opinion on that. I think that almost splitting with Donn last season scared her into realizing she’s got it pretty damn good. Her reaction was super odd when he gave her that ring last week, though, wasn’t it? She almost looked scared as she was opening the box!
I like Gretchen, but she needs to stop laughing like a hyena every time she says something even slightly humorous. Also, do we really NEED another makeup line? Please. Also also, FUCKING LOSE THAT LOSER SLADE. Thank you.
Your thoughts, OC lovers?
So, I emailed the shelter manager yesterday to ask if there was going to be room for Steely Dan and Fagen at the adoption center soon. I’m having surgery next Wednesday (I’m going to be spayed! Well, partially spayed. I bet the vet wouldn’t charge nearly as much as my surgeon. AND I’d get to go home the same day! Too bad the vet has a no-operating-on-humans policy. Or I assume she does, anyway.) and I had hoped to get them settled before then. Not that they’re any problem – they’ve meshed pretty seamlessly with our cats, and if they needed to stay longer, they certainly could. But I won’t be lifting anything heavy for a few weeks, so either they’d need to go soon, or wait ’til I recovered enough to lift them.
(Yes, Fred COULD take them to the adoption center and get them set up, but I prefer to do it myself.)
Anyway, she said she was sure we could figure something out, and then later she emailed me and said that since I was going to Petsmart to scoop litter boxes and make sure all the cages had food and water (I was filling in for the regular Thursday evening volunteer), I could just bring them with me and get them all set up.
So, I did. Those boys went into the carrier very easily, hardly made a peep on the drive to the store, and were mostly curious about what was going on at the store.
I honestly expected that they’d both run into the litter box and hide immediately upon being put into their cage, but they looked around curiously for a long time.
(And then Steely Dan went into the litter box to hide, while Fagen sat in the cage. I rather expected it to be the other way around!)
They’ve both been given very strict instructions to look super cute (NOT a hard job for them) and to get themselves adopted before the weekend is up!
Send happy adoption thoughts this way, would you?
Steely Dan on the couch; Fagen shooting hate rays from between the couches.
Steely Dan: “I don’t know, it’s kind of nice… Our own food and water, litter box, some cool toys…”
Fagen: :::HATE:::
Steely Dan: “I think I’m going to go hide in the litter box.”
Fagen: :::HATE:::
(Fagen was hating because I had just snuggled and kissed him, then removed a few eye boogers from his eye. O the indignity!)
This boy right here? He’s 3 pounds, 7 ounces of pure needy love. You come into the room, you pet him. ONLY him. You try to pet one of his sisters and he WILL NOT HAVE THAT.
Did I mention that these guys are enjoying the heck out of their brand new Ham-Mick?
They really are.
Seriously!
Also comes in handy when the fightin’ urge strikes. You can fight in comfort!
Why so serious? (Jake the lunatic.)
Previously
2009: The volume of a tiny pig squealing is utterly amazing.
2008: At one point I turned around to say something to Sugarbutt, who was sitting by the screen door leading to the back yard, smacking at the cat door, and I saw every single chicken sitting on the back steps, staring expectantly at me, hoping I’d send some food their way.
2007: God. That sounds just like a herd of elephants, I thought.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: I DON’T KNOW YOU, I CAN’T CHAT WITH YOU, PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE.
2003: Pictures found.
2002: That’s just the kind of sucky slacking emailer I am.
2001: You know, if I had ANY self-control at all, I’d wait to buy these books ’til they come out in paperback.
2000: No entry.
Miz Poo has been spending a LOT of time rubbing her face on the doll. I hope the doll’s not giving her any ideas!
Two words: DUMA KEY
I have cures for Onion Hands ™ Bitchypoo 2010…
1. I have never tried the stainless steel bar, but I took the idea and tried rubbing my hands on the stainless steel in my kitchen sink and it worked…
2. The other day I had Onion Hands and was upstairs and far too lazy to walk downstairs and rub my hands in the sink so I looked around the bathroom to see what may remove the odor. I struck gold in toothpaste! It’s a bit abrasive and has super minty powers of goodness. I squirted a bit in my hands, used water to help lather it up and before I knew it the Onion Hands were gone! And also? My fingernails won’t get cavities.
I’m going to try this! (Also, minty-fresh smelling hands are WAY better than Onion Hands!)
You can rub your hands on anything steel and the onion/garlic smell will be gone (although no minty fresh hands). I just rub my knife over my fingers when I’m washing it–does the trick. (Do I have to remind you not to use the sharpened edge if you try this?)
I am certain my Organ That Shall Not Be Named weighs at least 5 pounds, at least at certain times of the month. It’s such a pain in the ass, doesn’t it seem like it should weigh more than 1 pound?
I LOVE your skimmer picture and I laugh my ass off every single time.
It’s truly amazing. It certainly seems like something that causes that much AGONY should weigh a lot more than that!
Alexis and Jim get on my last good nerve! Why does he feel the need to tell us the price or how big something is? Like that diamond pendant he bought her with the kids’ initials. He kept going on and on about how many carats it was. Then in last nights episode, he had to tell us how much the hotel was a night. What does he do anyway? What’s his jobby job? Head of all douche nozzles?
I agree with you about Lynn and rehab…maybe she’ll be on Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew??? I just don’t understand how she and her husband are so out of touch? Then again, they both always seem to be high on something.
I bet Vicki is going to disappear just like Jeana did.
Slade is a creepazoid. Cut your damn hair, ya sleaze ball!
**POTENTIAL SPOILER**
Simon filed for divorce? Wow! Hadn’t heard about that. Tamara is going to regret what she did in last nights episode.
WHEW!
I absolutely share your love for Jake’s goofy, goofy face!
Regarding RHOC, have you read any of the cast members’ blogs on the Bravo site or Gretchen’s own website? Both Simon & Gretchen call Tamra out on a number of things, one of which seems to be related to the Vegas trip last season (where Vicki was accused of fooling around on Donn – my guess is that is part of the reason she’s behaving herself this season). Simon charges that Tamra was unfaithful and that he didn’t even know how she felt about their marriage until he saw it on the previous episode. Whether true or not (both Simon and Gretchen are fame whores, though Gretchen is slightly less loathsome than Simon), Tamra seems very sneaky to me and she’s the one who was behind this whole Lynne/Gretchen conflict (IMO).
I read the blogs on the Bravo site every once in a while, but obviously I need to go give them a look right now!
Yes, do — they are SO entertaining (sometimes – Alexis’ blog is completely vapid – just like her!). 🙂
Sounds to me like you’re “nesting” without the pending birth. Heh.
I don’t know why people are inclined to tell you how to live your life based on how they lived theirs, but I try to stifle when I find myself doing it. Sometimes I’m successful, sometimes not. I use the delete key a lot!
BTW, was Buddy still in residence when you took the boys in? I hope he went home with somebody.
Buddy was still there (I got a few pictures of him, which I’ll post over the weekend). He is such a big lovebug, I hope he gets adopted soon. The note on the cage is right, though, he doesn’t care for other cats. He hissed at Dan & Fagen, who were just sitting there looking at him! (They didn’t hiss back, though!)
I know what you mean about using the delete key a lot – I find myself wanting to offer helpful information, then saying “You know, I’m sure she knows this.” and deleting it. You’d think after she was met with a less than thrilled response the first time she’d have shrugged and given up, but nooooooo. Next time I see her, I might say “Yeah, we had them yank out my ovaries and cervix, too. Also, my appendix and that extra kidney. I figured I wasn’t using them!” Hee.
We have dogs and a cat, and I reuse every bag that comes into the house for scooping or garbage. Bread bags, dogfood bags, the boxes cat litter comes in, Target bags, etc. I have friends save their bags for me because then I’m reusing those bags and avoiding buying more. I do sometimes have to buy a batch of bags, but mostly everything is reused. If it’s a container, look at it and see if you can use it for scooping when it’s empty.
I am quite amused by the thought you getting spayed at the vet and then having to wear one of the lampshade collars. I think the cats might mock you.
I can totally see me with one of those collars on, running into the side of doorways on my way through, unable to get a cup of water to my mouth without spilling half of it down me!
I’m going to try that stainless steel thing. Right now I have Chicken Sandwich Hands from making my lunch and while it is a most delicious sandwich (is there anything better than a chicken sandwich from home, I ask you?) I don’t need to be smelling it all day.
You can also remove onion smell from your hands by rubbing the knife blade from your flatware (nonsharp) knife under running water. No need to buy a special bar of stainless!
Another thing you can do for annoying onion hands is while washing with soap and water, rub your stainless steel water faucet. Works like a charm.
Totally off topic, but I keep meaning to tell you… I bought the Baggus when you posted that they were 50% off and they are AWESOME! I bought two sets and I love them so much. I had been using the thick, plasticky Whole Foods kind that are hard to fold and take up a lot of space. The Baggus hold just as much and fold down to nothing!
Jake looks like he is ready to start talking. He’s so cute! I agree about Lynne and rehab. I think she and her husband are both drugged out on every episode. Both slurring their speech and their eyes look goofy. Of course Lynne could be talking funny because she can’t move her new face! Oh, sorry, that wasn’t nice of me! Actually, Vicki is my favorite this year. She is the only one who seems real to me. And, Alexis has nannies? Why?! What does her husband do? He must make big $$$ to live like they do. I still cannot pull myself away from these Housewives shows! They are all so over the top ridiculous, I love it!
I went and searched out what he does…House Flipper/pawnbroker. I think that means Mafia. LOL!
I swear that look on Jake’s face cracks me up. He has a really unique mouth/smile?
Good luck for next week getting rid of the offensive organ. I’m sure you’ll be glad you did!
That is a great picture of Jake. He’s a cool cat.
Is Fred too polite as a Southerner to tell the busybody off? I would not be able to help myself. It’s really nobody’s business but yours and I would have input from my husband too. I’m watching TRHW too. Alexis is annoying and fake and I agree the men all accept Don are jerks. Vickie is too hyper and insecure even though she’s “nicer” this season. Toilet papering trees at thier ages? Grow Up! I noticed yesterday that Kirstie Alley has the same low hairline as Teresa from TRHWNJ. She’s pretty in an odd way but wanting to be the booty call-skinny or fat-sad at her age. Yes I watch way too much TV this time of year.
Fred is not too polite, and he said several times that his wife is an adult and can make her own choices, but the offender would not be stopped, so he started tuning her out. He’s good at that. Heh.
I LURVE Crazy Jake!!! His smilin face always makes my day so much better!!
I buy the tiny little 4 gallon trash bags at the store to use for scooping our litter boxes (I have 7 as well, plus 2 upstairs that only get scooped like once a week). That’s a lot of boxes, but I’d rather have tons of boxes tucked away than a disgruntled clean freak kitty squatting on the rug 🙂
I also use a tiny 4 gallon trash can to put the bags in while I scoop. It helps when I’m lugging the bag around & cuts down the chance that it busts or, if there’s a hole in the bag, there’s a trail of nasty litter following me around the house.
If you use grocery bags, doubling them up can help eliminate the chance of litter falling out of any holes that might be in the bag.
M’lynn is so gorgeous (they all are). She reminds me of my Winry.
Not trying to get all political up in here, but the Amazon/Kindle dispute with publishers isn’t just about competition driving prices up. It’s actually a way of making prices more appropriately in line–Amazon was driving prices down because it had a virtual monopoly on eBooks and eReaders, and it was adversely affecting authors and publishing houses.
Anyway. Yes, they might be more expensive now, but there is more to it than simple “screw the consumers!” stuff, to my mind. Sometimes, you have to pay more to be equitable.
But don’t take my word for it! Read the reports yourself! 🙂 The LA Times has a good article about it here: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/jacketcopy/2010/01/amazon-pulls-macmillan-titles-in-first-ebook-skirmish.html
Well, let them work it out themselves (Fred did tell me that he was sure the price of Kindle books would have to go up, or no one would be making a profit), just make sure every book I want is available on Kindle when I want it, and I’ll be happy. 🙂
When we scoop our boxes (4 of ’em), we put the junk in a big plastic container that used to hold driveway tar. Then we dump it in our regular trash can. Works really well, good for the environment. We use our boxes that the litter comes in (Arm & Hammer brand), for our paper products to be recycled. Good luck with The Organ Which Must Not Be Named. Do you get to keep it?
I do not know if I get to keep it – and I don’t think I WANT to keep it. What would I do with it, sneak it into the background of pictures? Play “Where’s That Organ”? 🙂
I like the idea of sneaking it into picture backgrounds. My husband says to sell it on e-bay.
Have It bronzed and display it on your teevee.
Hang It from an elastic cord and let the kittens smack at It. (fitting revenge, I say!)
Can It along with bebbeh chix and photobomb your own pictures at random.
Put It in Fred’s lunch as a prank.
Frame It and present It with a flourish to Busybody who insisted It be kept. Needs to be kept? YOU keep It!
You and Fred and It have your portrait made, submit to awkwardfamilyphotos.com
Have It tanned and tooled, make It into “the perfect purse” and send It to Nance. (Talk about personal gifts!)
These are cracking me UP. I particularly like the idea of framing it and presenting it to the busybody. HEE.
Heh! That is somewhat…gross, thinking of keeping an “organ” that’s been removed. However, I will confess that I have a kidney stone the exact size of the large area of my kidney; the urologist/surgeon suggested I could make it into a piece of jewelry. And that could be done, but I prefer to keep it as a brag-artifact; when someone says, “Hey, I passed a large kidney stone,” I just haul out that sucker and leave them speechless. LOL
Joking aside, getting that out back in 75 nearly killed me. All these years later, I learned that a vegetarian diet just about controls the metabolism problem that caused my near-death experience. Go figure!
Jake- oh my goodness he cracks me up. He looks positively INSANE. I love it!!
I only have one cat, so I buy the paper lunch bags and scoop daily into that. On lunch bag can handle one days’ worth.
You forgot to schedule a “GOODBYE and don’t let my cervix hit you on your way out you freaking bitch” party for your, um, organ.
I read somewhere that you can put some salt and dishwashing liquid in your hands and wash your hands with that and it’s supposed to get rid of the onion smell.
Lemon juice is supposed to work for the onion smell, too.
In addition to all the other suggestions for Onion Hands, about a year ago I got fed up with having Onion Hands (and Onion Other Body Parts – it gets into my skin/bloodstream and makes my… well, anyway) every other day, so now I have a System.
I buy a bag of onions, come home, get out the little chopper processor-thing because I’m lazy that way, and chop every single onion at once. Then I spread a mini-cupcake tray loosely with saran-wrap and spoon the chopped onion into the mini-cupcake holes. Put it all in the freezer for several hours, then remove and place frozen balls-o-onion into a Ziploc freezer-bag. That freezer-bag goes into another one bag to thoroughly keep the onion smell contained (even frozen, it can seep out). That way I have a month or two’s worth of onion, prechopped and not-smelly-until-it-thaws, all waiting for me in the freezer. And now instead of having Onion Hands every time I cook with onion, I have Onion Hands once every six-eight weeks.
It also saves me money, because I’m not throwing out all those half-chopped onions I never remember or see until they’ve been in there for a month and turned orange. (That’s why I use the mini-cupcake tray – if I only want a tiny bit of onion, I can use one onion ball, but for a larger or more oniony dish I can use more.)
Another benefit: Getting to say “onion balls” while being completely serious.
The Ziploc freezer bags are pretty sturdy, so I reuse them over and over; the one I have in there now has held probably a year’s worth of onion balls. Have lately been doing the same with green onions, bell pepper, etc. I don’t *dislike* cooking, but I don’t particularly like it either… If I have to do a bunch of prep I’m just as likely to go to McDonald’s, so it helps a lot having that out of the way.
So for me, there are savings in time, money (onions not thrown away, convenience food not bought), energy, and unpleasant odors from my hands (etc) and the garbage.