First I invited people over for dinner when I totally have a WWM Board Meeting tonight.
Dang. The menu was pretty good, too:
Pomegranite-Basil Pork Loin, a gluten-free Rice Penne (only because some one bought it and it was in the pantry, I love gluten myself) tossed in a garlic, extra-virgin-olive-oil with my very own garlic and basil roasted tomatoes – all carmelized and sweet, but tangy, too. Mmmmmmm! Corn in garlic sauce, of course, and a beautiful Insalata Caprese – with fresh tomatoes from my garden, naturally, and maybe some of the sweetest balsamic ever.
However, though my guests and Dave still get to eat it, I must go to my important meeting.
I shower.
I prepare dinner (I hardly ever cook, btw – let’s just keep honest here!), I reach into the fridge and kaboom! I dropped this like a bomb.
WHO PUT THAT THERE??? {me}
And even though it was only about a quarter-full, that darn Lousiana Hot Sauce went as far as 18 feet into my carpeted family room, hit every cabinet and counter, totally splayed on the white appliances – all of them! It somehow went around the corner into the laundry 6 feet. It is high and low and everywhere! Plus it machine-gunned my ankle and cut my hand and may I just say – hot sauce in a cut is no buneno!!???!
I fear for everyone’s safety tonight as I cannot seem to get all the glass. More just keeps showing up???? Vacuum, sweep, mop, scrub, vacuum, mop, sweep, scrub, dry the floor, more scrubbing, a light mop another vacuum and still with the clanking glass on my shoes and in the vacuum.
I also discovered in my 2nd shower that hot sauce stains your skin. Uh-huh.
Oh, mOmma! So sad. I hope they saved you some food!
The dinner was delicious! We just wish that you were there to share it with us. Ryan told me last night that we need to schedule another time where the four of us can have dinner.