I'm not sure how many of my blog readers also enjoy the Stephanie Plum novels by Janet Evanovich . . . but if you do you will understand the following statement: Tonight I had a Stephanie Plum moment. Let me explain . . .
Tonight I decided that I was going to make dinner for my wonderful husband. So I got out the bag of frozen chicken fingers and the box of mac and cheese and began "cooking." Dinner was just about ready when Chris walked in the door. He set the table and we lit candles (we like eating dinner by candlelight) and got ketchup and BBQ sauce and said a prayer and began to eat. I started opening the BBQ sauce and got up to get a knife (the plastic they put on the outside is so hard to get off . . . ) and after I got the plastic off I shook the bottle (my logic in doing so was this: you shake most things when first opening them, why should BBQ sauce be any different?). The next thing I knew I was standing in the doorway of the kitchen with BBQ sauce all over me and the floor . . . Seriously, it looked like I had been shot . . . There was BBQ sauce all over my comfy Ole Miss hoodie, on my face, in my hair, and inside my ear. Chris and I worked on cleaning the carpet for a while; needless to say, I'm glad my dad bought Resolve the last time they were here or our carpet would still look like a crime scene. I tried my best to wipe the BBQ sauce off my sweatshirt and then off my pants and my socks . . . and when I wiped it off my face, I realized the vinegar had seeped into my skin and now there was a big red mark on my chin. And it took at least 5 Q-tips to get it out of my ear. Alas, if I was Stephanie Plum I'd go to the convenience store and pick up some snacks and call Morelli, hoping he would take me in for the night and make all the problems of the day disappear. I, however, am not Stephanie Plum, and my reaction was to finish my dinner and relax on the couch and read about Stephanie Plum and her crazy antics.
(For those of you who have not discovered the beauty that is the Stephanie Plum series, you should go straight to your local bookstore/library and get one; they're awesome!!)
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LOL, awww! Hopefully, that will be one of those "look back on it and laugh" moments down the road. :)
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