decapitalize the TEA This heat has turned my brain into steamed cabbage. I perpetrated the Worst Housecleaning Disaster Ever yesterday when I opened the refrigerator door, allowing the completely full and highly-sugared gallon jar of sun tea to spring forth and commit hara-kiri at my (bare) feet. The jar spilled its life's blood in a deep torrent which covered the entire kitchen floor, including those dark and mysteriously spooky places underneath the refrigerator and stove. I sopped, mopped,scrubbed, and re-scrubbed the visible floor, but the horrible mess is still lurking and slowly putrefying underneath the appliances. I can't see it, but I know, I KNOW it is there. And I will clean it. Soon. DO YOU HEAR ME HORRIBLE MESS??? You thought you thwarted me with your invisible glass splinters that refuse to be mopped and sopped, that slip into the soft flesh between my unsuspecting toes! But I am trudging forward, soapy rag in hand, and you will be defeated. Yep. It's a slow news day around here. |