Soy Sauce

I smell like soy sauce.  And there is a very simple explanation.

Imagine this: soy sauce all over the kitchen splattered over me and some on my roomie's sock.  What could possible create this situation, you might ask.  If you aren't asking, I will ask for you:

"What could possibly create this situation, Brittany?"

Well, Brittany, I happen to know the answer to that excellent question.

I was reaching for the Fritos in my cupboard.  My Fritos snagged on my soy sauce bottle (do not ask me how.  as far as my eye could tell, the soy sauce was tucked safely to the side and out of the way of the fritos, but apparently, i was horriffically incorrect), and I, being the complete uncoordinated loser that I am, could not catch the soy sauce in time.  In fact, I think I actually pushed it to the floor even faster than gravity was originally pulling it.

So bang, crack, splat.  And now our apartment stinks so bad.  It took forever to clean up, and now i have to wash my pants again that i worked so hard to keep clean all day (because for some reason, i get EVERY single thing on my pants that i can get).  And i did so well and today was going just great, and then i do THAT.

bless amanda's heart.  she told me i'm not an idiot and hugged me, but the apartment still smells like soy sauce covered pizza and mac and cheese.

the good news is that soy sauce isn't too bad of a stainer.  it dissolves extremely well in steaming hot water.  so i am thankful for that little fact.