I am unsure if this is the fact that there's George (also known as baby-pees-a-lot) residing down here, or if it's the fact that the toilet overflowed Tuesday afternoon and got the carpet in our bedroom wet. (Yeah, oops. My bad!)
Either way, it reeks! Seriously, just one smelly diaper down here.
Pretty much I'll be going on a, "Getting rid of smelly wet carpet smell" Googling spree tomorrow. Already have eight hundred bowls of vinegar sitting around and a giant square of carpet covered in baking soda to hopefully soak up some stank... oh Google, please save us!
In other news, apparently a federal prisoner is really seeking some intimate contact with me, because this is the second time this Shawn guy has sent a request to add me to his contact list. I feel incredibly flattered, let me tell you. I'm sure he's a catch; it's just too bad that I'm married. Oh well, what can you do?
But seriously... GIANT DIAPER. I'm sitting in the stench right now. Oh please, tell me this isn't another burnt pot-sticker incident...