I have three throw blankets that hang around the living room waiting for me to catch a chill. They never have to wait for very long, as I'm pretty much a lizard. Recently, the kids have decided that, no matter how many of their own blankets are around, they need to use mine. Usually as a napkin or toilet.
Right now I'm shivering and hunched over my laptop, using its heat to keep my hands from frosting over (which is also why I'm posting for a second time today--I've got to keep moving) and where are my blankets?
Blanket #1: The boy fell asleep in it the other night, so I left him in it to take him to bed. What I failed to notice on the way up is that he spilled milk on it. Later that night he got mad about the no bottle thing and it got kicked underneath his bed. This is where I found it this morning. Stinking like four day old milk. It's in the washing machine right now.
Blanket #2: This is a huge black and gray comforter. Not really a "throw" blanket, but sometimes I get really, really cold and a little, fuzzy butt-cover just won't do. Right now it's missing. I know the kids took it somewhere and did something with it, but now I can't find it. Where would it be if I could find it? In the wash with the throw. The last time I saw the thing, my boy had peed on it while napping.
Blanket #3: Is in the car and I'm not touching it. Carsick Cathy barfed on it. Even if I washed it, I would know it used to have puke on it and, therefore, would not cover myself with it. I'm a weirdo. Someday, I will trick Mr. A into removing it from the car for me and then I will kill it with fire.
Yes the car smells.
Really though, it would smell anyway because of the fast food bags in the back. And because of the week old coffee mug I keep forgetting to bring in.
Now this is getting gross, but I can't stop typing.
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