Before I burnt the spaghetti sauce, and before my guests were greeted by my unshowered, mascara smeared, paint-covered sweatshirt and cut-off jeans self, there was this moment… a beautiful, garden-inspired moment, kindred to Thelma A. Meyer, the inspiration behind Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day® who I’m proud to partner with today.
The cold air was invigorating as I pulled my wagon around the yard with a small lopper in hand, looking for the perfect blooms and branches.
Then, the sound of running water, the sight of clippings from my yard scattered across my kitchen counter top, the joy of arranging the cuttings in various vases. My senses were awakened and the gardener in me was satisfied.
TIP: Cut stems at a 45 degree angle under water.
I kept a couple of things in mind while creating these diy floral arrangements: the vase size and shape as well as where the arrangements would sit.
TIP: Trim any leaves for flowers that would be under water level in the vase.
Other than that, I just used a little intuition to arrange everything.
TIP: Criss-cross the stems to create a web. This helps keep the arrangement in place.
Now that the arrangements were in place, I could finish preparations for the evening.
The plan was to shower and dress by 5, have the spaghetti sauce ready to simmer by 6, set the table and set out some hors d’oeuvres before 6:30, greet family as they arrived, take their coats, mix and mingle while I prepared the salad and bread, then eat, drink and be merry.
In reality, it was about 6:15 and I was starting to feel panicked. The appetizers were still not ready. And, I was trying to make tea and set up a wine bar and a water station all at once. That’s when I called for Mr. Hines and Hannah to come help.
The three of us were harried in the kitchen when our first guests arrived.
There were smiles and hugs and delight. And, in that moment, I realized that my plans weren’t important. The people I was hosting were what mattered.
And even though I got distracted and let the spaghetti sauce get too hot, we still ate and laughed and had a good time. But I will admit that after everyone left, I started to fret over the spaghetti.
Did I ruin dinner? Were my guests just being polite when they complimented the meal? Why didn’t I check on the sauce sooner? I should have turned the heat down.
After Mr. Hines and Hannah went to bed, I went through the house turning off lights. In one part of the house, I could still smell the burnt spaghetti sauce, but when I went to turn off the kitchen lights, the pleasant aroma of Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day® dish soap filled the air, putting my mind at ease.
It was the perfect ending to a perfect evening.
See you in class,
p.s. This post is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Mrs. Meyer’s Clean Day®.
p. p. s. No dinner was ruined by the burning of spaghetti sauce. The sauce turned out fine. Do not try this at home.