I've never had an ex-wife, but the idea of sharing a meal with an ex-wife that had expired three weeks ago seems a little gruesome, frankly......

I may be mis-interpreting the OP's meaning, I realize.

was this like zombie vomit or something?

was sick too on christmas day and we have no idea if it was something she ate or not. Not fun.

I got up early this morning (4 a.m.) and cleaned up everthing in the kitchen and dining room so she wouldn't have to deal with it.

household so we know they still good.

but I don't feel like getting up to fix them.

Trouble maker.

with "expired" eggs.

The trick is to figure out how "expired" they really are.

Here's how...

get a deep bowl and fill with cool water.

drop entire egg in it. If it sinks, it's good.

If it sort of suspends halfway between bottom and surface it's OK to eat.

If it floats, throw out.

never got sick from eating eggs this way.

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Everybody at pot lucks always asks what I did to them. And no matter how many I make... there's
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like is done with those very expensive coffee beans.

I wasn't there so that couldn't be considered an attempt to kill me.

As I think about all the things that have happened, life with her is exciting because the sunrise you may have seen in the morning might very well be the last one you ever see. One might as well live every day to the fullest and don't worry about the future as odds are, you ain't going last long enough to see much of the future.

We both had several before dinner and we were the only two that got sick. The brother-in-law had just one and nobody else ate any.