So the hubby was home yesterday when I got back from work. He had flown in from Atlanta earlier in the afternoon. We were confined to the bedroom because the Lady was watching a "big-girl show" and we were going over the next couple of days and what our schedules would be.
Throughout the entire conversation I would catch a whiff of something foul. Could it be me? I sniffed the pits (granted I didn't shower yesterday) but I was pretty sure it wasn't me. Could it be him? It did smell kind of stinky-feet-foul but it seemed to be emanating from my side of the bed. Was it the pillows? Did a dirty diaper get left on the end table?
After much complaining, I eventually got down on my hands and knees and looked under the bed. There I found the culprit, a pink sippy cup filled with curdled milk. Ugh.
So what have you found hiding under the couch, the bed or in your car?