Ugh. That's really all I can muster when I look at this photo. Ugh.
What you're looking at is my very new Dooney & Bourke canvas laptop case, which is now the very covered-in-spaghetti-stains Dooney & Bourke canvas laptop case. See what I mean? Ugh.
No, I didn't pour a jar of Prego on my bag to see if OxyClean really works ... and no, I didn't dip the bag in tomato sauce to change the trim color from green to red. Okay, here's the deal ... my 14 year old daughter ACCIDENTLY tripped on something while carrying her plate of spaghetti to the table ... and ... and ... the spaghetti went all over my bag, which was on the floor in the kitchen by my PC. We're living in what feels like a closet while our home is being built, so things are very cramped here. The house we're temporarily living in is so small that I had to put my desktop and bookcase in the kitchen ... which is why my laptop bag was in the kitchen on the floor. Ugh. Again.
It is moments such as these that I could easily open a vein over ... but how could I? You should have seen Hannah come and tell me what happened. She was sobbing uncontrollably ... so much so that I couldn't make out what she was saying. I thought she had hurt herself at first ... that is, until she began pointing towards the kitchen. Through her sobbing I could barely make out the word "bag" ... then I heard the word "spaghetti" ... and lots and lots of "it was an accident" and "I didn't mean to." I was prepared for the worst as I entered the kitchen ... but there was no way I could prepare for this ... ask any woman who collects shoes and handbags how SHE would feel viewing her $300 bag covered in never-gonna-come-out spaghetti sauce. I wanted to cry ... but Hannah was crying enough for both of us! I just hugged her real tight and told her that it was alright ... it's only a bag ... and we'd clean it up together.
And we did ...
And after she finished eating lunch and went back into her room to do some more drawing ... I quietly slipped outside ... and cried like a baby. Ugh.
Oh well, life will go on ... with or without Dooney ...
I'm just thankful my favorite Coach bag was still in my car :)
5 comments:
D.D. wrote: "I feel Hannah's pain, it's hard to tell someone you ruined their prized possesion."
Nah, it wasn't my prized possession. My husband and family are my crown jewels. The bag ... while it was something I wanted for a while ... can be replaced. Now, it doesn't mean that I don't cringe everytime I look at it, but I find the silver lining - I get to go shopping again!
You actually spent $50 on a bag once? OMG ... I don't believe it. I need to see the receipt. :)
I will wait to call Mom about the stain yet. I am going to use OxyClean on it first and see how it goes. Even if it doesn't come out, it isn't usable anyway. I have nothing to lose.
Maybe if you kept the crap off the floor this wouldn't have happened. We cannot have the little cartoonist getting hurt because you can't keep your house clean. You can wash your little plastic loser Braves stuff but you can't keep the house picked up. Where are your priorities, wench?
Thanks for your suggestions, Will. I'll make sure to keep my crap off the floor ... particularly on Spaghetti Night :)
OUCH!!! Being a shoe and pocketbook collector myself, I cry with you. Keep it in the car with the Coach baby!! :)
DKay
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