why I'm more of a cat person

A few years ago, had somebody asked me if I'd be more comfortable bathing a small slippery baby, or a dog, I would easily have chosen the dog.  I'd been nervous about giving my baby baths, until she got here and I found out it really isn't that hard. 

If you were to ask me today, whether I'd rather bathe a baby, or a dog, I'd definitely say baby. 

After play group this morning, Hannah and I stopped by my parents (who are vacationing in Arizona) house to check on their poodle Pippin.  Their neighbor lets him out in the morning, and Daniel has been letting him out in the evenings, but I figured we'd stop by and give him some attention while we were out. 

Pippin was of course eager to greet us, jumping up and down on the other side of the door, just waiting for us to come in.  As soon as I opened the door, I was assaulted with a stink like you wouldn't believe.  I can only assume that on one of his recent trips outside he found something to roll in. He was caked in greenish/brown gunk that had dried into his gray curls.  Both of his sides and his chest were covered in this stuff.  I'm sure he was loving it, but I couldn't let him stay like that, especially the way it reeked!

Thankfully my parents have made every effort to accommodate Hannah at their house.  I was able to deposit her in her exersaucer, and attempt to get Pippin cleaned up. 

As I was bathing him, clumps of gunk kept coming off of him and the water going down the drain was brown.  I don't know what he found to roll in, and how long he'd been like that but it was enough to make me gag.  It may have taken half a bottle of shampoo, and I was soaked from the knees down and up to my elbows, but I did it!  You guys, it is a lot harder to bathe a dog, than a baby. A LOT!

Pippin, clean but hyper after his bath.

it's like a skunk attack, but green

This morning in an attempt to be a little more healthy than usual (and because the thought of vegetables no longer makes me gag) I packed some baby carrots and celery in a baggie to enjoy with my lunch today.

Now, 6 hours later I can't get the smell of celery off of my hands, and after smelling celery all morning, it doesn't even sound appetizing, in the least. The carrots were delicious, but don't even talk to me about celery.

I've tried washing, hand sanitizing, and lotion, but no luck. I figured I could look online and see if there were any remedies for getting rid of the smell of celery that might work. When I googled "how to get rid of the smell of celery from hands" the only things that popped up were tips on how to get rid of the smell of onions and garlic, by rubbing celery on your hands. At this point, I'd almost rather smell like an onion!

Hopefully by the time I get home from work, I'll be able to kick this smell, or at least have found a way to fix it!

Thankfully there's nothing significant going on. I'm ready for a nice slow day after this last weekend, and if an attack of celery is the worst I have to deal with, I guess I'm good to go.