Eat, Pray, Love...Skunk?

My husband and I went to see "Eat, Pray, Love" last night. When we came home he insisted he reclaim his testosterone so we watched "The Green Zone" a military movie. After that, we watched another one. We were just not tired. By the time we were headed to bed, it was 3:00 a.m. I know, sort of crazy, but we didn't have any kids and we really didn't have much planned on Sunday. We are both night owls.

As we were about to head upstairs, we let Jack out to go to the bathroom, as we always do right before bed. We heard barking and cringed since it was so late and we hoped the neighbors weren't awaken. When he came inside we smelled a horrible smell and I mean horrible. It was like stinky feet that hadn't been cleaned in a year and we soon realized Jack had just gotten directly sprayed by a skunk. My poor husband, I ran upstairs so fast to get away from Jack and he was left dealing with the situation and tried to coax him into the laundry room. Meanwhile, Jack was rubbing against my husband who started to reak himself. The whole house was under an odor attack. We could smell it everywhere. Finally, he got him into the laundry room, came upstairs and left his clothes outside our door. We got into bed around 3:30 and fell asleep.

I woke up several times last night to the horrible smell and stinky dog that awaited us downstairs and finally, at 10 I got up to call Petsmart to make sure we could get Jack in. We got their last appointment, which was at 12 and he was whining on the way there. God is watching out for us. We brought him in and they said it could take up to 6 months for the smell to dissipate. Oh boy... We went home and cleaned for the next 3 hours to try to get the smell out. We had the windows open, mopped twice, vacuumed and then had to go to Walgreens to get a new mop and some stronger floor cleaner for the laundry room. The laundry room now smells like a combination of skunk, pine sol and Lysol or what reminded me of a hair salon where they do women's perms. It still sort of reaks and even as of now, we have all the windows open. When we picked Jack up, he still smelled, but no where near the intensity of early today. We decided to take him for a good hour walk to let him continue to dry off. He seems unphased by the whole thing now and is happily sleeping in front of the TV.

Stick with the Coffee

Last weekend my girls felt like making a blended fruit smoothie. My husband was mowing the lawn and I went for a jog in the neighborhood, while they prepared the smoothie. When I came home, I found a nice cold glass of berry smoothie waiting for me. As the girls were sipping on theirs and I gulped my entire glass down (since I was so thirsty), I asked them what was in the smoothie because it really tasted delicious. They were so proud. They said frozen berries, ice, and yogurt. I gulped and remembered there was some vanilla yogurt in there I had been meaning to toss and I wasn't sure how old it really was. We go through tons of Yoplait here, but vanilla is a flavor that is not so popular. I nervously asked them what yogurt flavor they used and my littlest piped up, 'vanilla'. I started to panic and went into the trash to look at the date on the container. I couldn't make it out and then I remembered there were two vanillas in the fridge. I grabbed the other one and saw that the date was almost exactly a month old. I opened it and it seemed to smell okay, but when I poured it in the sink, I saw curdling on the bottom. YUCK!!!!

I am a fanatic about food poisoning and go out of my way to make sure that I prevent contamination. I was freaking out and started to google what would happen if you eat expired yogurt. I was reading things like painful vomiting, diarrhea and hospitalization if it gets bad. They said to look for a bad smell and a blue tinge. I thought I was sweaty after the run, but I started sweating even more thinking about the fact I downed that whole glass. Luckily, the girls had only a few sips so we dumped theirs. I was thinking that perhaps I should try to make myself throw up, but I'm way too wimpy for that. (I could never be bulimic even if I wanted to). I decided to just pray and hope that I'd be alright. I figured if I made it through the night, I was home free. THANK YOU GOD! I made it. Whew! The girls now know to always check dates on the container and for me...I'm gonna stick wit coffee!