Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk...
Okay...here we go. So I burned the first grilled cheese sam. While waiting for the 2nd one JP and I were slurping on some tomato soup and I turned ever so slightly and he grabbed that big ol' mug of soup and I caught it, but not before it spilled all over the counter, down the wall and on the floor covering nearly ever square inch it came near....and milliseconds later I had bumped another mug over while catching the tomato soup mug and that mug fell onto a large piece of glass that was on an old trunk. So I get to clean up glass with 1/2 the vacuum parts missing (where are they mom?!). Now, they say don't cry over spilled milk, but I nearly did when I pulled the milk out of the fridge thinking nothing could go wrong...but...I was indeed wrong. The milk exploded out of the top as I opened it all over the counter and down the cabinets and on the floor. :) I'm not kidding people, all of this happened just as I say. Would you cry over this spilled milk?
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Sometimes ya just gotta laugh.
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