Yesterday, as I mentioned, we went to the Labor Day picnic at the park. One of the prizes that Lucy and Jane won for playing a game was this black slime stuff. You could pour it into your hand like a liquid, but you could also pick it up (sort of) like a solid. It was gross, very thick and very black and stainy. It felt nasty to the touch, too. At least, it did to me.
Well, we stuck the little containers in the bottom of the stroller, and one of them opened up. Ugh! It got all over Purple Moses. I stuck him in the back of the van and ignored him until after I'd had a nap. I couldn't deal with Purple Moses without sleep.
Purple Moses is "surface washable only" because he has electronics that make him talk and move his head. I tried to get his clothes off, anyway, but it was impossible. His outfit is sewn to his body in a way that I would never be able to repair if I undid it.
Of course he is Mary Grace's favorite doll.
I tried a few different cleaners before settling on Spray & Wash with Resolve (GREAT stuff!), an old toothbrush, water, and elbow grease. It took me about 45 minutes, but I managed to get the entire stain off. In fact, the stained area was so clean, I had to clean the rest of him so that it didn't look weird!
I really wish I'd taken before and after photos. I impressed myself and saved the day.
In other Domestic Goddess news, I'm cooking a turkey breast and a chicken right now. Why, you ask, would I be cooking two birds when we are going to be having dinner at Owen's birthday party? Because we're going to Grammaland tomorrow, and they would've gone bad by Tuesday. So, I'm going to cook 'em, cool 'em, pick 'em, and use the meat for casseroles or something. I feel so freaking Martha. Normally I just let stuff rot in the fridge.