I Have A Fig and I Am Not Afraid To Use It

This story, despite its "far fetched" sound is 100% true.

I had a fig explode in my laundry room.


"How?" you might ask. Well, I am not exactly sure...

It all started with a beautiful day spent hanging out at a friend's house. The kids played and the moms talked...it was such a great day.

As we were leaving, my friend was showing us her apple tree. The kids were chowing down on apples they had picked and getting a few more for us to take home when my friend offered what seemed to be a harmless fig or two to take home with the apples.

That afternoon my fridge was rather full and the apples and figs wouldn't fit in my crisper drawer, so I took the bag with the fruit and hung it in the laundry room, on a hook that is above and over to the side from where I sort my laundry. Safe enough, so I thought.

Fast forward a few days...I went out to laundry room to do laundry (call me crazy!) and noticed a strange purplish-brown stain on a jacket that I had worn to church the previous Sunday.

"Wow! I didn't remember spilling anything like that I my jacket!"

Now if you know me well, you may be thinking "You absolutely spilled something on your jacket, so get out your Shout and be done with the story." I mean, I didn't earn the nickname of Messy Marvina for nothing!!

But then, I noticed in the basket where I keep my light colored clothes another similar stain.

"What in the world??"

My laundry baskets are kept on these large wooden shelves, two on top and two on bottom. I looked in the baskets on the bottom shelf...same type stains and there were similar stains on the actual shelves themselves.


My first thought was "What did those kids get into!!" Bless their hearts - isn't that immediately where the mind goes.

Come to find out it wasn't the kids at all...I was looking around and noticed a hole in the bag that held the apples and the figs.Upon careful examination I realized that somehow a fig had literally exploded with such force it put a hole in the bag and sprayed the laundry on the first shelf with fig juice. It also had enough force to it that it seeped through the space between the slats of the shelf and dripped on the clothes in the basket on the bottom shelf.

All that from a fig...who would have known!!