The other night I was in the process of cooking a great dinner, and trying to clean up as I went along.
I was spraying the cleaner on the counters, and wiping up everything. Spray, wipe, spray, wipe...I was on a roll.
Until...
I sprayed the bowl of lettuce that was patiently waiting for dressing and cucumbers.
Thankfully, the chicken casserole was in the oven, out of my spraying range.
Nothing like having salad with a side of 409.
Needless to say, we skipped the salad that evening.
