I Think I'm Gonna Hurl

After Thanksgiving, I trucked back some holiday gifts for relatives who aren't going to see each other at Christmas. One was a really cute basket wrapped in cellophane and decorated with curl ribbon. I set it down on the floor while I went to unload the rest of the car and my cat (who thinks that green curl ribbon is grass) managed to devour a bunch of the ribbon. I didn't know this, however, until she vomited in several different spots around the house. Eww. But it's cool, because thanks to our Housekeeping Guide Sarah, I'm now a pro at cleaning vomit out of carpet. My favorite part: "Use a spoon to remove as much of the vomit stain as possible." There's just nothing like spooning some puke.

Cleaning that up reminded me of another vomit incident. My son caught a bug from a relative that just had to come to the Christmas party even though he had been vomiting for 3 days straight who knows where, really, you just never know with all those holiday parties, do you? And we had a bit of a red and green theme going with the food. My son consumed mostly red things. And it was those red things that landed all over the couch some hours later. Where were you then, Sarah? Those stains remained for as long as we owned the couch, even after professionals had a go at it. We kept the cushions turned over so nobody could see, but I was always afraid someone was going to catch a peek and call crime scene investigators out or something, it was so bad.

You have no idea how tempted I am to just throw this spoon away...