UPDATE: Anne, of Creating Textiles, has posted some photos of the "Adoration of the Cheese Danish" nativity scene from a bakery window on the South Side. Enjoy. (The subject came up in the comments section of my entry from yesterday.)
(Warning: Today's entry discusses various substances that have been emitted by various members of the Subdivided clan over the past 24 hours. If that's not your thing -- and really, there's no reason it SHOULD be your thing -- well, then, you may want to take a pass today. I will try to keep it as un-icky as possible.)
Oy. Tired today.
Yet another cold has crept in. Our house is afflicted with the plague, I'm afraid. This time, the prominent feature is nasal drainage, resulting in a nose that ran like a faucet when I was lying on my back last night -- or, when I flipped over, all that gunk ran into my throat and made me cough like the bejeebers.
Finally got to sleep around 2 am, I think.
At 4, I heard the hound whining downstairs. That's the "I need to go out" whine, but sometimes when you ignore it for a minute he gives up and goes back to sleep. On occasion, he keeps up the whining until there's no choice but to go let him out. This was one of those nights.
As soon as I got downstairs, I knew something wasn't right. Both mutts wanted out, so I ignored the gnawing sense that bigger issues were ahead, hitched them up and out we went. Smithers clearly was having some booty trouble. He was in the arch, but no results.
Upon returning inside, I found out why.
The hound had had results, all right -- all over the dining room. In 43 (yes, I counted) different spots on the dining room floor. It took me 45 minutes to clean the mess, and by that time, I was too awake to fall back asleep. Aaargh.
Let's hope the rest of the day goes better. I do know that much of tonight is going to be spent behind a rented steam cleaner...
Rest assured my beloved hubby, your in-laws have done the steam-cleaning for you this afternoon. We owe them big time. Now all you have to deal with tonight is one self-righteous hound from hell.
Posted by: Mrs. Subdivided | December 14, 2004 at 03:54 PM