Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

At some point while I was napping this afternoon, and hub was watching the kids downstairs, he ran up to get them some food. By the time he went back down, they had discovered a basketful of perfume I had forgotten was down there, opened a bottle, and sprinkled it everywhere. All three floors smell like a French whorehouse. Caroline stunk so bad that I couldn’t pick her up; hub had to bathe her.

Does anyone know how to locate and neutralize sprinkles of perfume on carpet? Can you do like cat pee and use a black light and enzymatic cleaners?

Normally I keep my weight loss stuff and my blog stuff separate, but I just spent days working on an Excel spreadsheet for weight loss and measurements and posted a copy available for download. You can read about it in this entry on my weight loss blog.

at 6 in the morning when you still haven’t gotten to sleep and you’re trapped watching noggin with an almost-2-year-old who won’t sleep because she has a stomach bug, the temptation to make up alternative and rather rude dialog for creatures like maisy the cute little mouse and miffy the cute little bunny and oobi the cute little hand puppet is simply overwhelming.