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Taking the Name of Camels in Vain
OK, so last night I was showing a friend of DD1 how to design and piece a double wedding ring. We paused for supper, and then after we resumed and had just finished sample layouts of the paper templates on the muslin background and blocks of strip pieceing, when kiri came in with the things to make ice cream floats for dessert. We were working in the kitchen because of space limitations in my room, so I just set everything aside at the end of the table. How long could it take to have a float after all? So we are all settled down at the table, adults haveing root beer kidlets with fruit flavors. Then it is discovered that we are short a straw, kiri goes to get one out of the drawer and has to paw a bit because they have rolled to the back. During the rummage she holds up a cookie cutter and wonders aloud what it is. It was a camel, which spawns a conversation about why camel shapes are so popular for cookies during Christmas. DH says it is the whole manger thing, I point out that camels were sort of the Lamborghini of those days and it wouldn't be all that likely to find one parked at a Motel 6 in Bethlehem. Thus the conversation went. Meantime, Ash is sitting next to me with his grape float and being very good with it. He carefully ate his ice cream and was useing his straw correctly, all the best you could expect. Then he suddenly picked up his cup and slammed it down (in an upright position) on the table. For some reason I ended up splattered with milky grape soda and ice cream bits while his mum on the other side of him stayed clean. I also had a puddle in front of me. DD3 jumped up and got some paper towels handing one to me, starting mop up in front of me with one and dropping another on the table. Ash picked up the spare and started trying to help clean. He managed to mop some onto my until then dry lap and then started trying to wipe it off my lap with his soggy bit of towel. DD immediately tried to stem the flow off of the table. Meanwhile, a thin stream ran down the table and soaked into my white muslin. DH has informed me that this was all instant karma for taking the name of camels in vain. I have discovered today, that the staining power of cheap grape soda when combined with Breyers creamy vanilla ice cream is really quite impressive. I must say that I am very happy that it is muslin and not a more premium fabric. One drop did manage to splash high and land on top of the stack of quilting things, but it landed on my compass and was easily cleaned off. My new resolution is to get me a plastic box or tray that will fit conviniently on the table when I have to work in the kitchen. All stainable or fluid damageable etc. items will stay on it so long as they are on that table! NightMist not quite sure she got all the ice cream out of her ear -- "It's such a gamble when you get a face" - Richard Hell |
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Those seem to be two wise precautions. Seems all those colored drinks for
kids are guarenteed to provide you with a life time reminder of the folly of allowing them to drink such things anywhere but outside. The camel thing I cant help you with. Diana, with a koolaid, chocolate milk and unidentified stained carpet... -- Heart and soul can make up for technical lacking in any form of art, but let the heart be lacking and all the perfection means nothing. "NightMist" wrote in message ... OK, so last night I was showing a friend of DD1 how to design and piece a double wedding ring. We paused for supper, and then after we resumed and had just finished sample layouts of the paper templates on the muslin background and blocks of strip pieceing, when kiri came in with the things to make ice cream floats for dessert. We were working in the kitchen because of space limitations in my room, so I just set everything aside at the end of the table. How long could it take to have a float after all? So we are all settled down at the table, adults haveing root beer kidlets with fruit flavors. Then it is discovered that we are short a straw, kiri goes to get one out of the drawer and has to paw a bit because they have rolled to the back. During the rummage she holds up a cookie cutter and wonders aloud what it is. It was a camel, which spawns a conversation about why camel shapes are so popular for cookies during Christmas. DH says it is the whole manger thing, I point out that camels were sort of the Lamborghini of those days and it wouldn't be all that likely to find one parked at a Motel 6 in Bethlehem. Thus the conversation went. Meantime, Ash is sitting next to me with his grape float and being very good with it. He carefully ate his ice cream and was useing his straw correctly, all the best you could expect. Then he suddenly picked up his cup and slammed it down (in an upright position) on the table. For some reason I ended up splattered with milky grape soda and ice cream bits while his mum on the other side of him stayed clean. I also had a puddle in front of me. DD3 jumped up and got some paper towels handing one to me, starting mop up in front of me with one and dropping another on the table. Ash picked up the spare and started trying to help clean. He managed to mop some onto my until then dry lap and then started trying to wipe it off my lap with his soggy bit of towel. DD immediately tried to stem the flow off of the table. Meanwhile, a thin stream ran down the table and soaked into my white muslin. DH has informed me that this was all instant karma for taking the name of camels in vain. I have discovered today, that the staining power of cheap grape soda when combined with Breyers creamy vanilla ice cream is really quite impressive. I must say that I am very happy that it is muslin and not a more premium fabric. One drop did manage to splash high and land on top of the stack of quilting things, but it landed on my compass and was easily cleaned off. My new resolution is to get me a plastic box or tray that will fit conviniently on the table when I have to work in the kitchen. All stainable or fluid damageable etc. items will stay on it so long as they are on that table! NightMist not quite sure she got all the ice cream out of her ear -- "It's such a gamble when you get a face" - Richard Hell |
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Diana Curtis wrote:
Those seem to be two wise precautions. Seems all those colored drinks for kids are guarenteed to provide you with a life time reminder of the folly of allowing them to drink such things anywhere but outside. The camel thing I cant help you with. We could donate our carpet to Porton Down for biological weapons research. I think it will come out in the next 12 months and be replaced with either wood or laminate flooring that won't absorb "yuck"* so easily. How ever fast I clean the spillages and how ever much I vacuum it there is always some unidentified icky bit somewhere. Lizzy * Yuck = milk, juice, any liquids, play dough, blue tack and other sticky stuff. -- Lizzy Taylor Heywood, Lancashire, UK 53:36:00N 2:06:00E http://www.thetaylorfamily.org.uk |
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seems like when we got little ones in the house, we live in a hovel, least
floorwise we do. sigh..... so many stains, so little stainremovers that work. jeanne just glad it aint camel poop -- http://community.webshots.com/user/nzlstar real reply is san-fran at ihug dot co dot nz nzlstar on yahoo msg'r "Lizzy Taylor" ... Diana Curtis wrote: Those seem to be two wise precautions. Seems all those colored drinks for kids are guarenteed to provide you with a life time reminder of the folly of allowing them to drink such things anywhere but outside. The camel thing I cant help you with. We could donate our carpet to Porton Down for biological weapons research. I think it will come out in the next 12 months and be replaced with either wood or laminate flooring that won't absorb "yuck"* so easily. How ever fast I clean the spillages and how ever much I vacuum it there is always some unidentified icky bit somewhere. Lizzy * Yuck = milk, juice, any liquids, play dough, blue tack and other sticky stuff. -- Lizzy Taylor Heywood, Lancashire, UK 53:36:00N 2:06:00E http://www.thetaylorfamily.org.uk |
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NightMist wrote:
-------------Gently mopped along with the tears...-------------- NightMist not quite sure she got all the ice cream out of her ear Sorry, but I couldn't help laughing, as James also did a great one today... I was fixing lunch: just sandwiches and salad, but we though some vinegrette dressing would be a nice addition. Put vinegar, oil, Dijon mustard, salt, a little sugar, herbs in the shaker... Fixed the lid, and James shook it nicely, over the sink. Then we tasted it, and it needed a little adjusting, so we did that, popped the lid back on, and he gave it another vigorous shake... Only he hadn't *QUITE* fixed the lid, and sprayed himself with vinegrette - and a goodly part of the kitchen! There he stood, dripping and licking vinegrette off hid face, saying, 'Well, at least it TASTES good!' We mopped him, and the kitchen, and he changed his shirt... Now I need to get vinegrette dressing (a couple of tablespoonfuls!) out of a poly shirt... Laundry spray, where are you... Yes, I laughed, but I also told him about doing the same myself with a pint of pancake batter, which went a LOT further! And at least I helped to mop up, whereas his dear father had stood and laughed at me and the re-decorated kitchen, and almost ended up murdered for not helping at all... -- Kate XXXXXX Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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nzl* wrote:
seems like when we got little ones in the house, we live in a hovel, least floorwise we do. sigh..... so many stains, so little stainremovers that work. jeanne just glad it aint camel poop I get cross if I stick to the carpet... I do scrub up accidents as soon as they happen, but if they leave stains, I cannot tell! We fitted classroom type carpet in the downstairs: not so comfy as regular carpet, but easier to clean, and being charcoal gray, it absorbs most stains beautifully! -- Kate XXXXXX (Who cannot see where the red wine, coffee, drinking chocolate, soup, tomato sauce, cat sick, dog poop, or blood hit the floor...) Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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Oh man, grape soda at your house...
Vinagrette at Kates... Memories of pancake batter too... It reminds me of that paper towel commercial where the kid shakes the bottle of orange soda until the lid shoots off and he squirts his mom and the entire kitchen with soda. Then she goes after him with the sink squirter. Only a man could dream up that commercial because a woman would be thinking - it isn't funny when I have to be the one to clean the darn mess up. marcella |
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"NightMist" wrote in message ... OK, so last night I was showing a friend of DD1 how to design and piece a double wedding ring. We paused for supper, and then after we resumed and had just finished sample layouts of the paper templates on the muslin background and blocks of strip pieceing, when kiri came in with the things to make ice cream floats for dessert. We were working in the kitchen because of space limitations in my room, so I just set everything aside at the end of the table. How long could it take to have a float after all? So we are all settled down at the table, adults haveing root beer kidlets with fruit flavors. Then it is discovered that we are short a straw, kiri goes to get one out of the drawer and has to paw a bit because they have rolled to the back. During the rummage she holds up a cookie cutter and wonders aloud what it is. It was a camel, which spawns a conversation about why camel shapes are so popular for cookies during Christmas. DH says it is the whole manger thing, I point out that camels were sort of the Lamborghini of those days and it wouldn't be all that likely to find one parked at a Motel 6 in Bethlehem. Thus the conversation went. Meantime, Ash is sitting next to me with his grape float and being very good with it. He carefully ate his ice cream and was useing his straw correctly, all the best you could expect. Then he suddenly picked up his cup and slammed it down (in an upright position) on the table. For some reason I ended up splattered with milky grape soda and ice cream bits while his mum on the other side of him stayed clean. I also had a puddle in front of me. DD3 jumped up and got some paper towels handing one to me, starting mop up in front of me with one and dropping another on the table. Ash picked up the spare and started trying to help clean. He managed to mop some onto my until then dry lap and then started trying to wipe it off my lap with his soggy bit of towel. DD immediately tried to stem the flow off of the table. Meanwhile, a thin stream ran down the table and soaked into my white muslin. DH has informed me that this was all instant karma for taking the name of camels in vain. I have discovered today, that the staining power of cheap grape soda when combined with Breyers creamy vanilla ice cream is really quite impressive. I must say that I am very happy that it is muslin and not a more premium fabric. One drop did manage to splash high and land on top of the stack of quilting things, but it landed on my compass and was easily cleaned off. My new resolution is to get me a plastic box or tray that will fit conviniently on the table when I have to work in the kitchen. All stainable or fluid damageable etc. items will stay on it so long as they are on that table! Ok, that was a GREAT story. I really enjoyed it. Cindy |
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Camel-Christmas connection is fairly straightforward........ the Three Kings
came from "the East". Carbona may make a spot remover that will take the stains out. Check the small bottles in the display stand at Jo-Ann's. Pati, in Phx Diana Curtis wrote: Those seem to be two wise precautions. Seems all those colored drinks for kids are guarenteed to provide you with a life time reminder of the folly of allowing them to drink such things anywhere but outside. The camel thing I cant help you with. Diana, with a koolaid, chocolate milk and unidentified stained carpet... -- Heart and soul can make up for technical lacking in any form of art, but let the heart be lacking and all the perfection means nothing. "NightMist" wrote in message ... OK, so last night I was showing a friend of DD1 how to design and piece a double wedding ring. We paused for supper, and then after we resumed and had just finished sample layouts of the paper templates on the muslin background and blocks of strip pieceing, when kiri came in with the things to make ice cream floats for dessert. We were working in the kitchen because of space limitations in my room, so I just set everything aside at the end of the table. How long could it take to have a float after all? So we are all settled down at the table, adults haveing root beer kidlets with fruit flavors. Then it is discovered that we are short a straw, kiri goes to get one out of the drawer and has to paw a bit because they have rolled to the back. During the rummage she holds up a cookie cutter and wonders aloud what it is. It was a camel, which spawns a conversation about why camel shapes are so popular for cookies during Christmas. DH says it is the whole manger thing, I point out that camels were sort of the Lamborghini of those days and it wouldn't be all that likely to find one parked at a Motel 6 in Bethlehem. Thus the conversation went. Meantime, Ash is sitting next to me with his grape float and being very good with it. He carefully ate his ice cream and was useing his straw correctly, all the best you could expect. Then he suddenly picked up his cup and slammed it down (in an upright position) on the table. For some reason I ended up splattered with milky grape soda and ice cream bits while his mum on the other side of him stayed clean. I also had a puddle in front of me. DD3 jumped up and got some paper towels handing one to me, starting mop up in front of me with one and dropping another on the table. Ash picked up the spare and started trying to help clean. He managed to mop some onto my until then dry lap and then started trying to wipe it off my lap with his soggy bit of towel. DD immediately tried to stem the flow off of the table. Meanwhile, a thin stream ran down the table and soaked into my white muslin. DH has informed me that this was all instant karma for taking the name of camels in vain. I have discovered today, that the staining power of cheap grape soda when combined with Breyers creamy vanilla ice cream is really quite impressive. I must say that I am very happy that it is muslin and not a more premium fabric. One drop did manage to splash high and land on top of the stack of quilting things, but it landed on my compass and was easily cleaned off. My new resolution is to get me a plastic box or tray that will fit conviniently on the table when I have to work in the kitchen. All stainable or fluid damageable etc. items will stay on it so long as they are on that table! NightMist not quite sure she got all the ice cream out of her ear -- "It's such a gamble when you get a face" - Richard Hell |
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Kate, try dry baking soda on the oil stains. Just sprinkle it on heavily, let
sit overnight. Should absorb a lot of it. Pati, in PHx Kate Dicey wrote: NightMist wrote: -------------Gently mopped along with the tears...-------------- NightMist not quite sure she got all the ice cream out of her ear Sorry, but I couldn't help laughing, as James also did a great one today... I was fixing lunch: just sandwiches and salad, but we though some vinegrette dressing would be a nice addition. Put vinegar, oil, Dijon mustard, salt, a little sugar, herbs in the shaker... Fixed the lid, and James shook it nicely, over the sink. Then we tasted it, and it needed a little adjusting, so we did that, popped the lid back on, and he gave it another vigorous shake... Only he hadn't *QUITE* fixed the lid, and sprayed himself with vinegrette - and a goodly part of the kitchen! There he stood, dripping and licking vinegrette off hid face, saying, 'Well, at least it TASTES good!' We mopped him, and the kitchen, and he changed his shirt... Now I need to get vinegrette dressing (a couple of tablespoonfuls!) out of a poly shirt... Laundry spray, where are you... Yes, I laughed, but I also told him about doing the same myself with a pint of pancake batter, which went a LOT further! And at least I helped to mop up, whereas his dear father had stood and laughed at me and the re-decorated kitchen, and almost ended up murdered for not helping at all... -- Kate XXXXXX Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.diceyhome.free-online.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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