I’m not usually a big fan of stain removers. They don’t tend to work as well as advertised and cost far more than they’re worth. This afternoon, I learned that the overpriced package of Shout gel is worth it’s weight in gold – or at least cotton.

During my travels around the world, I’ve picked up shirts and t-shirts from favoured locations, restaurants, etc. Typical tourist stuff. I have one from Memphis that I adore. It always reminds me of great friends, working with FedEx, wandering Beale, great blues, and immediately brings to mind one of my favourite US cities.

This afternoon the hubby decided that rather than waiting in line a the shop for the winter tyres to be changed out in favour of the all season tyres, he’d swap them out himself. Simple enough task. Like Vanna White, my job was to stand around looking pretty and occasionally hand him tools. Unfortunately for my beloved t-shirt, the toolbox he requested was sitting in a pool of long forgotten motor oil. Upon picking the box up, the mustard yellow shirt I was wearing became soaked in the messy oil. I dropped the tool box and made a beeline for the house – threatening horrible revenge on the hubby if he didn’t clean up his oil spill and muttering about planned punishments if the stain didn’t come out of the shirt.

Flash forward to minutes of gooping Shout gel on my shirt, scrubbing, and dropping the shirt into the washing machine in the hopes the stain can be removed. Two sets of scrubbing and runs through the washing machine later and my shirt – while not completely stainless – is significantly improved. I don’t think I’ll be wearing it out in public again, but at least I don’t have to throw it out and can lounge around the house and backyard in it without be embarrassed that someone might catch a glimpse of me.

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