Monday, October 11, 2010

BP ain't got nothing on me

Well it looks as if BP has some competition. ME.

This past weekend on our way home from a college football game, I came across an oil spill.

And what does any woman do when it's 10 o'clock at night and you are trying to get home and can't really tell that it's oil but looks more like a large puddle of water in the road, run right through it!

When we pulled into the garage, Hubs saw the disaster. I just merely smelt it.

Oh was it NASTY!! All over the passenger side of my car.

It was so late and I was so tired that even my OCD tendencies didn't have time to kick in. I just looked at it for a brief moment and walked into the house.

But Sunday afternoon I took to cleaning the car.

Half clean

Totally caked on!

This is my garage floor, yes it's still there.

My hands after cleaning the tar off my car. NASTY and sticky.

The tar was so caked on I had to find a way to soak it off. So I used plastic wrap until it was dissolved enough to even begin to wipe it off.


Brooke said...

yuck! isn't that man's work or something? :P

{amy} said...

Yuck! Did you manage to get it all off? What did you use?

Beth Cotell said...

I'm with Brooke - that's man's work!! :)

Unknown said...

Oh my word. That sounds crazy. I would have called the car detail place in a heartbeat!