Let me just start by saying this: There is not enough soap in the entire world!!
Happy Monday! (said through gritted teeth, sporting a psycho, crazy person smile)
After a very long day at the baseball field, yesterday, my children must have suffered sugar/hot dog induced brain damage. As a result of this, consumption/brain damage, they all four must have pee'd 10 gallons of Kool-Aid in the night and not a one of them (in their sugar induced coma) thought to FLUSH!!
So, you might be able to imagine the utterly disgusting greeting I received when I arrived at the throne to do my mornin' business. YOWZA! I jumped back in horror. My hand flying to my nose and mouth, in the hopes of deterring the stench of Kool-Aid pee.
Lordy! I uttered under my breath as I reached to flush the offensive mix. Quickly I reached for the toilet brush and cleaner.
I was scrubbing away like a mad hatter when all of a sudden, it hit me.
Toilet water, that is.
Oh, yes. Gasp. Choke
I jump back as if burned, (which wouldn't surprise me) sputtering and cursing.
What? What!! Oh my word!
Like I said: Not enough soap in the world!