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5/23/2005

The Mean And Evil Rubber Spatula

There really should be a place for evil toys to go when they’ve out lived their usefulness. Dan has this really horrific rubber spatula that I’d like to have melted down and made into something completely harmless if nothing else.

It’s not your average cooking utensil either. He bought it at a gourmet cooking store so it’s a professional quality tool. When Dan applies that thing to my bottom, it not only stings like a thousand bees, it leaves behind a terrible burn – and it’s all concentrated in an area about four inches around.

The other day, Dan surprised me by sneaking it into the lineup during a quickie. As soon as that thing landed on my bottom, I knew exactly which toy he was using. I immediately began yelping and kicking as I tried to make a getaway. Too bad that only made him remember how much he missed the awful thing. Dan *likes* toys that get my attention quickly.

The good thing is he has pity on me where that thing is concerned. He knows it’s evil and tries to dole it out in small doses. Which is wonderful and thoughtful and awfully generous and loving of him. (Yes, I know I’m laying it on thick, but you haven’t met that evil spatula.)

The worst thing about my present situatin is that I thought I was safe because he misplaced it for quite awhile and I’d hoped he’d forgotten about it. I darn sure wasn’t going to bring it up. But then he stumbled across it and could barely contain his glee.

I didn’t even bother trying to hide my horror at seeing that nasty thing again. Heck, I barely managed not to jump up and try to wrestle him for it. That only reason I managed to hold back was because my bottom was already trying to back away and I had to go with it.

I’ve been plotting the evil one’s demise but part of me (my bottom) is afraid of what Dan will replace it with. I doubt there’s anything worse but I’m not sure I’m ready to take that chance yet.

I’m even considering trying to convert it into a true cooking utensil but that would mean I’d actually have to go into the kitchen and seriously cook something. I’m not sure I’m ready to go that far just yet. I wonder, does making Rice Krispie treats count as real cooking?

Filed under: Blog entries — Bethie @ 4:50 pm
Comments (8)

8 Comments

  1. You may not want to get rid of it. The replacement might be an even bigger one.

    Comment by Anonymous — 5/23/2005 @ 5:15 pm

  2. Of Course Rice Krispie treats count as real cooking, Bethie!! You have to melt and mix and uhmmmmmmmmmm stir and uhmmmm smoosh into the pan. If its in the kitchen it must be cooking. lol Good luck

    Comment by Kept — 5/24/2005 @ 8:27 am

  3. Q is the same way. He just LOVES those implements that get my immediate attention.

    Kitchen Utensils – it’s amazing how many end up with duel usage. Of course, it’s those you think of when packing a wedding gift box for a relative who is desperate need of a sound spanking 😉

    And yes, beware. Things can really get more evil. Q found a chef’s quality heavy stainless steel spatula, complete with holes, that is wicked as he!!. I think I’d count my blessings and keep the rubber spatula if I were you WEG.

    Comment by Jayda — 5/24/2005 @ 12:38 pm

  4. Can’t you all tell how much Bethie secretly loves this thing? I”m suprised she didn’t accidentally “find” it before I did….

    Comment by Dan — 5/25/2005 @ 8:52 am

  5. We have three Dan!! Les loves the bright colors but little else about it. I snuck up her in the kitchen one day and gave the seat of her jeans a good smack. The squeal was loud and piercing. The rubbing sustained. Dinner was delayed as I had to “kiss and make it better”

    Choose your color Dan-we have yelloe, green and purple.

    Enjoy

    Comment by Headteddy — 5/25/2005 @ 12:54 pm

  6. Anonymous and Jayda, you’ve convinced me, I’ll let him keep the spatula. It could definitely be worse.

    Kept, thank you! I thought it was real cooking but I wanted some backup.

    Dan, if I’d found it, it would never have seen the light of day again. You forget, the dumpster is within pitching range of our window. *grin*

    HT, thanks but no thanks. I don’t like bright colored implements, they scare me. Like that nasty kool-aid spoon of his. Gee, I wonder what happened to that thing?

    Comment by Bethie — 5/25/2005 @ 11:06 pm

  7. Bethie – if you have to heat something up, it’s cooking 🙂 And if you have to heat something up on the hob, then you have the perfect chance to “accidentally” melt the spatula as well 🙂

    Comment by Am (aka C./Confused) — 5/26/2005 @ 7:35 am

  8. Am, you may have the right idea. I’m not sure I’m good enough of an actress to pull that one off though. “Oh darn! Honey, I accidently ruined your spatula!” Won’t work too well if I can’t wipe the big grin off my face. 😆

    Comment by Bethie — 5/26/2005 @ 7:50 pm

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