The Candle Debacle
What do you get when you cross me, a Wal Mart pillar candle, and a pillar candle wall sconce?
You get a carpet soaked with candle wax, a fried hair dryer, and one very irate Sherri!
A few weeks ago I had held a Party Lite candle party to help out my friend Sandy. Oddly enough, even though I have very few people in attendance, I was able to wrangle up enough orders outside my party that I received $207 worth of free stuff.
I was in seventh heaven!
So, last night I decided to actually put my pillar wall sconces to use. Knowing full well that if the candles melted over I would have a mess on my hands, I decided to light the candles anyway and keep a very close eye on them.
Little did I know I would end up with the candle mess from hell.....
I lit the candles and started cleaning the living room, all the while glancing across the room now and then to make sure I didn't see anything amiss.
About 30 minutes after I had lit them I happened to notice a flash from the corner of my eye where the candles were lit.
To my horror, I discovered that one of the candles was apparently defective and the entire contents of the inside of the candle had melted out and dripped down the wall, collecting in the carpet.
I could have kicked myself!
Immediately blowing out both candles, I could not believe my eyes. While one candle barely had anything at all melted on it the other was a mere shell of a pillar candle.
Running upstairs and grabbing my blow dryer, I had remembered a trick that I heard once about getting candle wax out of stuff. Just place a paper towel over the spot and heat it, the wax would be drawn up into the paper towel.
So I did.
Only, as I'm sure you are all aware by now, my luck at the moment is localized to bad luck.
So, there I knelt, an inch of candle wax melted into the carpet before me, and a blow dryer heating up a paper towel in hopes of taking care of my disaster.
Now, I was certain I had seen the worst of it already, so it didn't even phase me when I had begun to smell a little smoke. I assumed it was the heat from the dryer cinging the paper towel.
It was not.
It was, in fact, the smell of the blow dryer burning up in my hands. 3 giant sparks and one electrical shock later I was sitting on the floor, paper towel stuck to candle wax embedded in the carpet before me, and a fried out blow dryer in my hand saying to myself, "I can't believe this is my life."
Somewhere, somehow, something has gone drastically wrong.
You get a carpet soaked with candle wax, a fried hair dryer, and one very irate Sherri!
A few weeks ago I had held a Party Lite candle party to help out my friend Sandy. Oddly enough, even though I have very few people in attendance, I was able to wrangle up enough orders outside my party that I received $207 worth of free stuff.
I was in seventh heaven!
So, last night I decided to actually put my pillar wall sconces to use. Knowing full well that if the candles melted over I would have a mess on my hands, I decided to light the candles anyway and keep a very close eye on them.
Little did I know I would end up with the candle mess from hell.....
I lit the candles and started cleaning the living room, all the while glancing across the room now and then to make sure I didn't see anything amiss.
About 30 minutes after I had lit them I happened to notice a flash from the corner of my eye where the candles were lit.
To my horror, I discovered that one of the candles was apparently defective and the entire contents of the inside of the candle had melted out and dripped down the wall, collecting in the carpet.
I could have kicked myself!
Immediately blowing out both candles, I could not believe my eyes. While one candle barely had anything at all melted on it the other was a mere shell of a pillar candle.
Running upstairs and grabbing my blow dryer, I had remembered a trick that I heard once about getting candle wax out of stuff. Just place a paper towel over the spot and heat it, the wax would be drawn up into the paper towel.
So I did.
Only, as I'm sure you are all aware by now, my luck at the moment is localized to bad luck.
So, there I knelt, an inch of candle wax melted into the carpet before me, and a blow dryer heating up a paper towel in hopes of taking care of my disaster.
Now, I was certain I had seen the worst of it already, so it didn't even phase me when I had begun to smell a little smoke. I assumed it was the heat from the dryer cinging the paper towel.
It was not.
It was, in fact, the smell of the blow dryer burning up in my hands. 3 giant sparks and one electrical shock later I was sitting on the floor, paper towel stuck to candle wax embedded in the carpet before me, and a fried out blow dryer in my hand saying to myself, "I can't believe this is my life."
Somewhere, somehow, something has gone drastically wrong.
@ 4:19 PM
3 Comments:
Use paper towels and an iron. I've done this trick myself, but be careful! You don't want to scorch your carpet. Keep the iron just warm enough to melt the way and the paper towel will soak it right up.
I thought about using the iron, but I've been too lazy to go dig it out.
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