This is a freshly-made, gallon of Poo Juice that slipped out of my hands as I was placing it in the refrigerator door.
On the hardwood floor. And the railing spindles. And the stairs. And the wall. And the downstairs ceiling. And the downstairs couch.
Not exactly how I imagined spending my Saturday morning.
viCARIously Speaking 
Well I imagine that’s what green eggs and ham looks like when it comes back up lol. Have fun!
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It’s a beautiful color. Just not sprayed all over my house!!
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Poo juice abuse. 🙂 I totally need to get back on the wagon and make some more of that. (I say this with my bag of Wild Cherry old-fashioned candies right next to me. My guy had to go out of town for a week on business and I’m actually cheating on him with a bag of candy.) The poo juice is the STUFF.
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Girl, you do have a sweet tooth, but I feel your pain! A bag of Ruffles are my go-to cheat when the hubby isn’t around. Or when he is around, it doesn’t matter. 🙂
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