Smells

One of the rankest smells I know of is that of spoiled milk. I remember last summer, every time I would get in my car I couldn't figure out why it smelled so bad. I would drive around with all the windows down to air it out, but nothing seemed to make the smell go away. Finally I decided to clear everything out of the car, and underneath the passenger side seat was a sippy cup with a cottage cheese looking substance inside. I decided the smell I would have to endure to clean out the cup was not worth the cost of the cup, so I threw it away (I've done that with some storage containers in the fridge that were pushed to the back and forgotten about until I could not even recognize the original contents.)

Call it a pattern in the Wuertley family, but we tend to run out of necessary household items, and then we see how long we can go before we restock. Last time I posted about this it was toilet paper. This time it is dishwasher detergent. We are going on day three with no dishwasher detergent, and since these hands do not wash dishes (unless it's an oversized pan that doesn't fit in the dishwasher,) our dishwasher is stuffed full of dirty dishes. I have arranged, rearranged, layered dishes over cups, and shoved silverware into the rack until not even a toothpick will fit. I have managed to fit everything in so far except for a 9x13 dish that held pizza casserole that we finished up tonight. And it's soaking in the sink, so in my mind it is where it would normally be anyway. A couple of problems have occurred since we haven't had detergent. First, since I don't wash dishes, the dishes we use tomorrow for breakfast will have to stay stacked in the sink. Maybe we will use paper towel instead and have pop-tarts. Wait, we are out of paper towel, too. We do have toilet paper, though, so we could use that. Second, there are about 5 dirty sippy cups in the dishwasher that at one time had milk in them. I will admit, I am not a good rinser outer of dishes and cups. When we bought our dishwasher, one of the selling points was that you didn't have to rinse your dishes - the dishwasher was so powerful that it would do it for you. So therefore, I have gotten in the habit of not rinsing dishes. So between the smell of three day old food stuck on plates and smelly sour milk sippy cups, anyone who opens up the dishwasher almosts falls over with the odor. I almost ran a rinse cycle this afternoon, but then I was concerned Jason would think the dishes were clean and then unload the dishwasher. We were going to run to Wal-Mart after a preschool ice cream social this evening but found we lacked the energy to do so after we left the school. Maybe tomorrow I will squeeze in a trip to the store...and maybe I will pick up some paper towel while I am at it, too.

While I am on the topic of smells, I would just like to share a few of my most favorite smells that don't involve food - a brand new can of tennis balls, an auto store where they sell tires, a brand new car, gasoline, and rubber cement (the last two I do not sniff, but if my nose happens to pick up the fragrance while I am in the vicinity, I do enjoy the smell.)

And finally, just a little update on the bike wreck injuries. I am feeling much better today, although I am a little sore. At this point my right knee is of most concern, but when I am up and around on it, it loosens up and feels pretty good, so I think it is just bruised. We are set for a 4 mile run tomorrow, and I plan to use common sense, but I am hoping I can get back on track. Ice has really helped the swelling, and Tylenol has done wonders for the pain. I received a packet of information regarding the triathlon, and I have one concern. The race starts at 8:30, and since my goal is 3 hours, I am hoping to cross the finish line by 11:30. The packet says that the post race awards ceremony starts at 10:45. Guess I won't be a part of that.