Mom Wins; Sharpie Loses!

This is Julie.

Fortunately, she’s a mom.

Unfortunately, she is a mom with a head cold.

Fortunately, she got to lay on the couch.

Unfortunately, she dozed off and her son wrote with navy blue Sharpie marker all over her couch in about a dozen places!

Fortunately, her husband didn’t banish her when he returned home.

Unfortunately, the couch was still ruined.

Fortunately, Julie is an English teacher trained to analyze figurative meanings of writing, and wondered, “Does permanent REEEEAAAALLLLY mean “permanent”? Maybe it has some other existential meaning?”

Unfortunately, permanent really just meant permanent in this case.

Fortunately, Julie is on a first name basis with Google. Oh wait. Google only HAS a first name. Okay, well then fortunately, Google offered a lot of solutions for moms-who-have-toddlers-that-write-on-couches-with-Sharpies.

Unfortunately, they all sound a bit dangerous for fabric.

Fortunately, blotting the stain with rubbing alcohol took away about 50% of one spot she tried.

Unfortunately, you could still pretty much see the scribbles.

Fortunately, there are several upholstery cleaners in the area.

Unfortunately, none of them would so much as take a peek at the stain (they are not English majors and they believed the literal version of “permanent”).

Fortunately, Julie is persistent.

Unfortunately, so is Sharpie marker (because persistent alliterates with permanent. It’s a good pairing).

Fortunately, the Julie had a stain bar that really worked! (Originally, this was the H2O at Home Netepur bar, but I cannot find them anymore so I have switched to Grand Canal)

Unfortunately, you all were not there to see the miraculous removal of 99% of the Sharpie marker stains!!

Fortunately, Julie videotaped the entire thing!

And fortunately, all the stains have been removed from Julie’s couch, meaning that sometimes permanent doesn’t really mean… permanent.

Now isn’t that a great story?

What’s your best stain story, fortunate or unfortunate!?