Last night I had such a horrific kitchen disaster that I had to go buy new drip pans for the stove. True story.
And, while I was yelling obscenities and pulling the pan off the stove Claire peed all over the living room carpet.
On the upside, I texted the hubbs to let him know what was happening (he was out with a friend visiting a new family in the neighborhood). His friend sent him home with a bar of homemade man soap which I have been coveting for weeks (did you know that it takes 7+ weeks to make your own soap).
So I guess we're going to call the evening a wash.