I got out of my car at work this morning and realized I spilled syrup on my linen pants...that I'd just ironed! I thought I had the syrup contained and my pants protected, but that was not the case. :-(
Thankfully, my awesome husband works just down the road from me, so he was able to bring me a clean pair of pants (and a belt, as noted by my daughter)! I still feel really sticky, but at least you can't tell. ;-)
Here's my question: If I didn't have that much syrup in the container, then how did SO MUCH soak through the front and back of my pants?!? LOL
The situation makes me think of this song!