When we lived in North Carolina, we decided we wanted to clean our rugs…but didn’t want to borrow a rug cleaning machine from the food store.  Visions of roaches and bedbugs lurking inside the holding tank of a rented machine convinced me to wait until we were back in Connecticut and could bring our own rug cleaner back.

It’s amazing how quickly you throw all cares to the wind and sprint to the food store to pick up whatever freakin’ rug cleaning machine that might be available…bed bugs be damned…when a full glass of red wine spills all over your beige carpet!!  It was a good thing that it was me who spilled the wine instead of a guest…because when a guest spills something, you always just stand there nonchalantly, smile sweetly and say, “No worries.  We’ll just mop that up in a jiffy!”…when you really want to scream, “Holy Mother of God…where is Stanley Steamer the Carpet Cleaner!!!!!!”

After the initial heart stopping paralysis wore off as we watched in disbelief the Cabernet turning our ecru carpet a lovely shade of burgundy, we flew to our rug cleaning arsenal:  Paper towels, club soda and the miracle stain remover, Ultra Pink.  We sopped up as much wine as we could…and then sprayed the miracle cleaner all over, which turned out to be not so miraculous on red wine.  It turned the stains Prussian blue.  (And in case you are unfamiliar with the color Prussian blue, it’s decorator talk for Smurf!) YIKES!!!!

We raced to the food store and….enter the Rug Doctor!!!!  What a wonderful machine!  We not only cleaned up the red wine mess…but went on to clean our bedroom, hall and bathroom rugs.  It did a wonderful job and after close inspection…I am pleased to say, no bed bugs or roaches were seen in the clean up effort.  And everything smells wonderful!

Afterwards, we decided to pour ourselves a glass of wine.

We’re seriously thinking of switching to Chardonnay.