Apparently not all soaps are created equal.

Laundry detergent goes in the washing machine.

Hand soap goes on your hands.

Dishwasher soap (in liquid, gel pack, or powder form!) goes in the dishwasher.

And dish soap goes in the sink.

I am the reason there are warning labels on household products.

I had a lot of post-Christmas dishes to wash. Some, unfortunately, had been in the sink (rinsed!) since Christmas day. And then there was yesterday's dishes that I hadn't yet washed. And the dishes from the (delicious!) Seafood Lasagna from lunch. I'd like to say that I'm usually not such a slob, but I really hate washing dishes, and neither Adrian nor I felt inclined to do more than rinse the food off the dishes before stacking them back in the sink.

It was apparent after lunch today that dish washing was unavoidable.

After cleaning up the kitchen and gathering up stray cups and plates and silverware from the dining room and living room, I began loading the dishwasher. The kitchen was looking better already.

I grabbed the generic dishwasher powder and shook the granules into their little pocket inside the dishwasher. I got about a teaspoon of those brisk-smelling granules out before the box fell silent. We were out of dishwasher soap. Bummer.

I looked under the sink, hoping that a stray gel packet might be lurking under a scrubbing pad somewhere. There were none to be found, but I noticed that I had an abundance of dish soap.

You know where this is heading, don't you? I'll bet you know better than to do something this stupid.

Unfortunately, I didn't know better.

I squeezed the fragrant orange liquid soap into the dishwasher pocket, filling it up. I closed the little latch, and closed the door to the dishwasher, pleased with my resourcefulness.

I went about my business, and stopped back by the kitchen later to thaw out some ribs only to be faced with a fundamental truth about soap and a sad reminder about the perils of not following directions or reading warning labels.





Dish soap doesn't belong in the dishwasher.

I still haven't figured out how I'm going to get all the bubbles out of the dishwasher (the situation has become even more bubbly since the photos were taken), but I did have a really great idea about what I'm going to do with the bubbles I can get out...

I'm going to use them to mop the floor! How brilliant is that? Even Adrian thinks it's a sharp idea (although he may just be saying that because he really, really wants me to mop the floor!).

Despite the mess, I must say...bubbles make me happy.




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on Dec 29, 2005
Wow Brandie! Sounds like you had a mess on your hands.

I remember when Caleb Barnes was small, and he decided to "help mom out" with the dishes. A similar situation unfolded!

Hope you are enjoying the holiday break!
on Dec 29, 2005
I've done this too.

I used liquid laundry softner in a rinse cycle and it all disappeared pronto.

HAHAHAHA.

Glad to see so many people have done this....whew..thought I was the only one!
on Dec 29, 2005
hee hee hee!
My sister did this but whe didnt' go easy on the dishsoap......tons of bubbles everywhere.....and we didn't find out till it ran through the whole cycle...what a way to be welcomed home!
on Dec 29, 2005
MX: Hey, nice to see you around


Yeah, I'm still here. I noticed you had me on your favorite blog site which is really cool. My url is acually mada-ex.joeuser.com/ instead of mada_ecks.joeuser.com/ because I changed usernames in the middle of the year....Sorry for the confusion though

I really don't write here that much anymore, but I still like to visit when I get the chance.

Take care and happy holidays

-mx-
on Dec 29, 2005
ROFL...I've also put dish soap in the dishwasher...oopies!

Another one of my kitchen blunders: Company had just pulled into our driveway and I had exactly 30 seconds to "get rid of" the dirty dishes in the sink before they came in. Being the genius I am, I shoved them all in the oven.

Fast Forward to later that night: I decide to make myself a supper of french fries. I preheat the oven...but...something...smells...weird...I open the oven and OMG! There's dripping tupperware plastic all over the oven racks and such. In my panicked brilliance I broke out a steak knife and started whittling away at the plastic...I still bear the scar of my clumisness when the knife slipped.

We've all done it. It's good that you could laugh about it.
on Dec 30, 2005
Cool pics .. I thought stuff like that only happened in the movies.

At least when life hands you lemons your kitchen floor gets cleaned.
on Jan 02, 2006
BUBBLES.... I love bubbles. I'd say this would be brilliant, if unintended, multitasking.
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