Forgot the Meatloaf

I forgot the meatloaf.  The oven was cooking nothing.

Yoo Hoo


I was just talking away with my son and he asked, “Why is the meatloaf over there?”

“What do you mean?” I ask, sitting by my comp listening to a podcast of Andrew Yang on the JRE.

“Didn’t you say it was in the oven?”


“Are you sure mom?” He asked almost snarkily.

Yes…?” I answer, feeling more tenuous.

At this point I am beginning to question my memory.  Did I place the meatloaf in the oven?  For some reason I had no recollection of actually placing the meatloaf in the oven.  My mind like a rundown piece of machinery is cranking and sputtering through memories and cannot find this one of me placing the meatloaf in the oven.

“Well,” I say, “How much time is left on the meatloaf in the oven that isn’t in the oven?”

“Seven minutes.”

I quickly, and poorly calculate in my head that since the meatloaf had an hour to cook and there is seven minutes left that means it has been sitting out beside the oven for…?

“30 minutes?”

“No,” my son corrects me.  He quickly calculates with his more able and younger brain, “It’s been sitting out here for 53 minutes.  Is it still good?”

Is the meat still good? I ponder, more concerned with wasting a piece of beef than our actual health because we’ve been a bit strapped for cash these days.

He looks at our dinner.  I stand up and walk over to look at our dinner.  It’s a slab of beef in a small 9×13 pan just idly sitting there as if to say, “Why am I here?”

My meatloaf has become a sentient being questioning its existence.  We glance to one another and then back to the meatloaf.

I realize meat when it’s uncooked looks very unappetizing.  I’m even considering becoming a vegetarian, but that only last a second.  I really wanted to eat that meatloaf.

My son and I are both thinking within our minds that we can’t just throw him out.  And so we decide almost simultaneously, “Yes, I’m sure it’s still good.  Let’s just throw it in the oven now.”

And that’s what I did.

Thank you.  I am feeling much better now.  I was only sick a few hours and my son a day, but it’s amazing what an impoverished stomach can handle.

Please eat well, and good searching. 😉

(I will try and post more frequently.)






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