It's dinner time on a Monday. I just finished making a pizza with pineapple and pepperoni toppings. I think to myself, "if I put the pizza in the oven now, it will be ready too early. I better wait a few minutes..." So I put it in the fridge. Hmmm, what to do? I've got a few minutes to kill. Ah! I'll put away the paint can I used to touch-up a wall earlier today. I put the can of paint back in the garage and I SHOULD have just walked back inside. But, no. I notice another can of paint which has blue paint around its bottom, glueing it to the floor. This bothers me. I try to separate it from the floor and in the process realize it's actually upside down and now the lid has come loose and blue paint is spilling all over the garage floor! So I run inside and grab a hand towel from the laundry room, using it to ineffectively soak up about 10% of the bright blue, ever-spreading paint. I ball up the used towel and take it inside to throw away (I know-- stupid); and end up trapped in the laundry room which acts as the gateway between garage and kitchen. The door to the kitchen is closed. Are you KIDDING me? Now the towel begins to drip. Awesome, great timing. I miraculously open the door with my wrist and, towel dripping the whole way, throw away the paint-soaked towel. Realizing it was another miracle that my 2 year old hasn't popped up during the action, I decide to mop up the paint in the kitchen first. Then I grab a much larger bath towel and throw it on the paint, soaking up much more than my ill-conceived first attempt. I throw away this towel, successfully avoiding dripping this time. After resolving the paint debacle, I suddenly remember Pizza!! I grab the pizza out of the fridge and, to my horror, knock it against the door and drop it...I catch it as it's falling, and manage to save the pizza from completely falling off the cookie sheet. I cannot, however, save about half of the toppings from flying off the pizza, into the air, and all over the fridge and floor. Enter my 2 year old. And this all happened in 10 minutes.
And that is why dinner was late and the garage floor is now blue.
4 comments:
Yes, Erin! That is just how it is sometimes! At least you didn't get paint on the pizza, right? Kudos for the homemade pizza and for keeping your great sense of humor. I love this post.
Oh Erin I'm laughing with you - I promise! No blue paint, but very similar situation happened to me just last night with mass chaos and brownies and cream cheese frosting, however, half of my pan ended upside down on the floor. I hope the pizza was still tasty! Hang in there.
I totally thought that the paint was somehow going to end up on the pizza. I'm sorry for your trial....but thanks for sharing it so we could all get a much needed laugh.
you sound like teri. thats something she would do. pretty funny
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