OK. All good information. I just hope I don't mess up. Sally, that sounds like a good idea! I know exactly where you are speaking of. I am about two minutes from there. I live right near the Glen Burnie high school.
OK....so I
It's almost like cooking pasta or rice. You know what happens if you add somemore...by the time you're thru you have enough to feed an army! LOL
yes - follow PC's directions. I was in too much of a rush the first time. It was like using too small of a bowl for the massive amount of popcorn coming out of the HotAir Popper.
Thank you so much for the piks pagancat! That really helps an awful lot! Katye...I can totally visualize too much popcorn as I did that once when I was a kid!
Kinda like the time I used liquid soap in the dishwasher? .....
Oh good, I'm glad it helped - now I can go stick my tongue out at my DH who thought it quite amusing that I'd take pictures of the horse's breakfast.... hmph!
snort choke#%/!## liquid soap in DW?
How long did it take to clean that up?
Bet those dishes looked spitshined!
PC - your dh needs to understand the absolute necessity of visual aids for the information portal we call DG: Soil& Composting.
Oh, it was already clean - EVERYTHING was clean. Except my name - that became a little muddy...
Yeah, DH doesn't always understand different learning styles (he's forever after me to read the instructions, whereas I prefer the pictures!) What can I say, he makes me laugh, I make him laugh... we're a good pair!
Awww - lucky you!
Pagancat--tell hubby that the pictures were great for me, so there! :o) I too am blessed in that my hubby makes me laugh and I make him laugh...although when he laughs at me, I'm usually not trying to make him laugh....LOL!
Now....as far as the liquid soap in the dishwasher.....yikes! I bet that was fun!
Well, it's really too bad I didn't take pictures of that one, lol. That was a pre-DH experiment; thankfully, or I'd never hear the end of it.
yeah hubbies tend to do that. I can't live down things that I've told him about that I did as a child. Stories that now I wish I had never told him. I tell him of one little time where I believed my brother when he said I could fly and fell out of the tree....and now every time I do something just a little goofy, he says I must have hit my head when I fell out of the tree.
Sheesh! :o)
