May 22, 2011
In a Nutshell: Popsicles and Confessions
We had an amazingly glorious day at the end of the week. After a week full of rain, we got sun, and that means swim trunks, sprinklers, and popsicles. I even got a little sun on my arms.
We are jumping for joy over here to have playing outside weather.
Now, CONFESSION time. WARNING, if you are eating, have a queasy stomach, or don't love me enough not to judge...then stop reading NOW. Just pretend this blog ended on a happy note of my Little Men eating popsicles.
That being said, here is my confession. I had not cleaned my oven in....well....a really long time. Recently the oven was put on my to do list but kept getting bumped. Then we got a showing on Saturday (YIPPEE) and so Friday I knew I just needed to bust it out.
I knew my oven was a little dirty(p.s. this is after the spray had already been applied and all the filth was breaking down)...
I just didn't know that a little dirty was actually horrifyingly, completely, 100% DIS-gusting. Please still be my friend...
Needless to say I threw this rag away.
Thank you for letting me take this time to confess my housekeeping shame. I feel better. Now at least my oven is totally clean.