Reruns Already?

I was cleaning out my computer (because it keeps giving me error messages that say, "You expect me to remember that? I can barely remember how to start-up.")  and found this.  I wrote it when I was thinking about starting a blog a few years ago.

Saturday night is Halloween and I decided to have a party.  I found these awesome heart and brain jell-o molds and I told the kids I'd make them for the party.  Oh, and John is out of town.

I decided to start with the heart since it's smaller so if I goofed up, it'll be easier to clean-up.  It's a heart so naturally the jell-o is red.  The jell-o's boiling and I add extra gelatin to make sure it sets up good and firm.  I've got the mold wedged in a bowl so it won't tip over.

<careful, careful, don't spill on the counter, don't spill on the floor, get it to the fridge, and it's in!>

Me: "Okay, nobody touch the fridge."

A little while later I open the fridge to check on the mold and it has tipped over. <shit> Red jell-o has slopped all over the bottom shelf and under the crisper drawers.  I grab the mold and yell at the boys to help me.  No response.  I start yelling, "I NEED HELP IN HERE!"  After the third shout, they saunter into the kitchen.

So I'm holding the dripping mold and need something to set it in.

Me: "Get the bowl out of the fridge."
Nothing
Me: "Get the bowl out of the fridge."
Me: "Get the bowl out of the fridge!!!"

Is English their second language?

One of them finally gets the bowl and sets it on the counter so I can put down the mold.

Me, with hands dripping red jell-o: "I need the paper towel"
No one moves
Me: "I need the paper towel"
Me: "I need the paper towel"
Me: "I NEED THE PAPER TOWEL!!!"

Boys, to each other: "You get the paper towel", "I don't want to get the paper towel", "I got the bowl, you get the paper towel", "Where's the paper towel?" And someone hands me half a sheet of paper towel.

Me: "Get out of the kitchen"
At this point,  I really need to start swearing so they need to leave.
Me: "Get out of the KITCHEN!"

Boys: "Sheez, you said you wanted our help."

<fffffuuuucccckkkkkk>

Back to the fridge and the red jell-o.  The jell-o that has started to set up so the shit all over the bottom shelf.  And I was sooo smart to add extra gelatin.  All I can manage to do is smear it all around.  It looks like I'm wiping up from an autopsy.  The paper towel keeps sticking to my fingers and I'm pretty sure I haven't cleaned this fridge since we bought it.  The dog comes over and starts licking up jell-o and I find myself hoisting her up to get a better reach at the stuff way in the back......

Thank god I started with the heart, cause it'd be easier.....
<dumbass>