As I was carrying the load of towels/jeans down the stairs to put them in the wash today, I noticed a blue towel on the floor at the foot of the stairs.
I thought to myself... "what a wierd place, why is is there?"
And then I remembered.
Back to last week when Chuck had the barfs.
And the one that didn't make it into the bowl.
That we had to clean up with the blue towel.
Eeeeeewwww.
It's in the bottom of the washer, now. Where it will get the most water for the longest time. In hopes that it won't smell when it comes out, or contaminate the rest of the towels.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
The Blue Towel
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Just bleach it (color safe)! Or you might have to wash it a FEW times. Trust me, I KNOW, you see E puked EVERY meal for 9 mos and then a few times a week for another year!
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