T'was the night before a party, and all through the house, my babies were sleeping, quiet as a mouse. The laundry was done and folded with care, with hopes it would be put away before the guests got here. Then into the kitchen there rose such a clatter, as the oven Stuart was cleaning, was on the floor shattered!!!
Last Wednesday night we were cleaning up for a baby shower we were hosting for some friends of ours. Last Spring I had hosted a sorority dinner at my house and had been making these wonderful apple turnovers with a mountain dew sauce. When I took them out of my top oven, they toppled over and landed made a huge mess. Sugary syrup slid down in between the glass of my bottom oven. In preparation for this party Thursday night, I asked Stuart to clean the dried sugary mess. As he was attempting to do this by taking off the glass, it shattered into a million and one little pieces on my kitchen floor. Lovely!
1 comment:
Oh no! I would have cried I think.
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