Only bloggers and paparazzi would grab a camera fast enough to catch the action still in progress.
As part of my effort to find the good in situations this year, I pondered what gift this situation was presenting me. Did I need to wash the floor anyway? Nope, did that the day before. Did I need to wash a load of towel? No, put a load in the washer just prior to making coffee. It was, in fact, in the washer spinning.
Was it that my lack of paid employment meant I didn't feel rushed in cleaning this up? Eh, that was okay but not THAT good really. Those thoughts took all of a half minute, while the clean up went on and on. Thoughts wandered off to dinner. I don't like to cook and hate coming up with menus. More often than not, I start thinking about dinner fifteen minutes before it should be on the table. What to do that the three of us all might like crossed my mind while cleaning, and I came up with this:
There are black beans, corn, romaine, spinach, ribbons of carrots, scallions, and a few other treasures under that chicken. Fairly quick and easy to make--huge hit with the three of us. Now I don't want to spill coffee everyday, but this spill did have a silver lining.