Spaghetti sauce
Posted by Lissa on September 4, 2012
It’s a good thing I was home with only Rajah to hear me, because I freely admit to using Language Unsuitable for Polite Company:
That’s right, I managed to shatter a jar of spaghetti sauce all over the bottom of my pantry.
If Mike had been home I would have swallowed my pride and asked for help. Do you know how hard it is to mop up handfuls of sauce and tiny glass shards while leaning over a beach ball? Or maybe a bowling ball – he is SOLID, y’all!
Six weeks to go. I am READY. (Well, I’m not sure new parents are ever really ready, but we’ll do our best!!)
guffaw1952 said
DRAT! I was looking for a recipe post!
Lissa said
Ask and ye shall receive
melinda moss said
Ugh! Brave girl! At least you didn’t have any dogs to fight off. They would have made quick work of the sauce but then you would have had to worry about the glass shards…..
Take the next 6 weeks easy and don’t worry about anything. You will never remember it anyway. Enjoy!
Lissa said
Oh, the cat wanted to help, believe me. I had to lock him up while I tidied and he screamed his displeasure.
Brad_in_MA said
That’s nothing. You should try cleaning up root beer or olive oil from bottles broken on that nice and hard ceramic tile. Ask me how I know of these things. Go on . . . I ***DARE*** you.
Lissa said
I could handle root beer. Olive oil? I’d consider moving.
Brad_in_MA said
The “root-beered” floor was sticky for weeks no matter how many times we tried mopping with hot water. Stuff just didn’t want to come up. For an even bigger sticky mess, I direct your attention to Jan 15, 1919 — The Great Boston Molasses Flood.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_Molasses_Disaster
Olive oil on the other hand was down right DEADLY. Reminded me of when my wooden stairs were treated with Murphy’s Oil Soap. I don’t know of any industrial accidents involving millions of gallons of soap. Maybe one of your other readers is more informed.