You spill stuff. We get it.

Why write about my above-average clumsiness? Because everybody does it. Everybody spills. It's okay.

The Salsa Hits the Pants

Yesterday was a sad day. I went out to SatCo for a taco salad and ended up spilling salsa all down my sweater and my pants. Usually I'm covered in coffee stains, but salsa is what I'll be washing out of my clothes today.


Filth offender : Fresh salsa
Filth combatant : Gain + Borax

ETA - Let it be known that that brown smudgie part is where I tried, unsuccessfully, to wipe up said salsa with brown paper napkins. It shredded and made the stain even worse.