Thursday, February 3, 2011

Just call me, "The Queen of Vomit."

Well, today is kind of a busy day. I just cleaned my bedroom and the whole downstairs of the house. My husband took my daughter to her doctor's appointment this morning so that I could stay here and get things done. She's not sick or anything, just needs the 2nd dose of a vaccine, but luckily it's an oral one and not an injection. I'm also in the process of doing laundry, and I just finished the mega pile of dishes that were in the sink. As I was wiping down the counter tops, my dog Milo decided to barf all over the floor...and my right slipper. Sigh. Not only do I have to deal with baby barf every day of my life, now the dogs are adding to it. I think he threw up because he was licking gross dish water that was forming on the inside of the dishwasher door as I was loading the dishes. I kept shoeing him away, but you know dogs. They're always right under your feet, and sometimes they just don't listen. Especially Milo. He's a great dog, but can be really dumb at times. He's kind of...how should I put this...Well, he's kind of like this guy:


Anyway, you get the idea. So now I have to add vomit-covered-slippers to my piles of laundry, but I don't really want to wash them with any of my other stuff. The idea of puke chunks swirling around the washing machine with other clothes is pretty gross. I should probably keep this blog post short today. Chase and I are going out with a good friend of mine and her baby boy for a "baby date" this afternoon. I have to finish my Cinderella chores and get myself looking human again. Oh this wonderful life o'mine. =)
I hear ya, girlfriend. Only you have mice to help you clean...so stop your bitchin'!




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