Y'all remember when I told you about those Uproot Pro pet hair scrapers that work like magic? Well hold onto your hats, I found a roller-remover that cleans hair out of rugs just as well, is easier on your wrist to use, and doesn't snag the carpet or rug fibers: [link]

It's not super sturdy, so I imagine it will eventually break with repeated use. But at the price point, if it lasts even a few months I think it'll be worth it.

• ** It is a day for celebration! ***

Happy birthday wishes to -t! I hope you are having a fun-filled birthday weekend, and that the year to come is one that holds an abundance of joy.

Happy birthday -t!!!

The bagel shop where I got my breakfast yesterday morning was shut down by the DOH yesterday afternoon. That’s always fun news to wake up to.

Yay, it's -t day! Happy Birthday, and I hope it is a lovely day full of things that make you happy.

Yikes Tom! Talk about things you’d rather not know until much later…

I’m in bed and trying to decide what to do with my morning. I have to leave the house a little before 10, to take the dog to the groomer. Normally he goes on a weekday and I just run back home and work until they say to pick him up. Today, I could do something else! But what…seems bad timing to go to the fab pastry place, it’ll be crowded at 1030. But I kinda want to go there.

Yikes, Tom! Hope you are feeling fine

Thanks for the birthday wishes. I have taken myself out to brunch and will shortly take the train to Martinez (in the opposite direction as Jesse’s mom) to do swine and chocolate stroll, so I expect a fun day

Happy birthday, minus t!

It looks scrumptious already.

So, everything has decided to go kablooey simultaneously.

Dishwasher's down. Sink is backing up. Disposal doesn't work. Toilet is clogging. The SMEG refuses to make coffee.

Worse, JZ made a powder protein shake in a coffee travel mug and then forgot about it. A month ago.

So...at 5am yesterday morning we're woken up by a loud bang and clatter. I rush out thinking I'll find that Jacqueline has fallen down or knocked something over. And as I get to the kitchen I smell an awful vomitous stench.

Matilda yells, "What is it?"

I reply, "I think mommy fell down and threw up!"

From the bedroom, Jacqueline says, "No, I didn't! I'm fine."

The kitchen smells like puke and I can't tell what's going on. All I can see is the lid to a travel mug on the floor.

I take a picture of it and show it to Jacqueline and she says, "Oh yeah, I made a protein shake in that. I thought I put it in the fridge."

So it fermented in it's tightly packed and sealed travel mug and exploded. But I couldn't find the mug itself. Nor signs of the protein shake. Because I was looking on the floor and the wrong side of the kitchen.

The mug was twenty five feet away and when it blew it shot the mug top off the ceiling, spewing mess up the wall, and Stank Shake all over the counter.

So we've cleaned the whole thing up multiple times now with everything from 409 to lemon juice and water and it still stinks in there. Airing it out doesn't help.

I need some mega-Febreze option which will capture and destroy the stench because I've washed every surface five times.

OK, I realize that is a terrible situation and I’m sorry you have to deal with the clean up but it’s a highly successful unintentional experiment in the explosive capabilities of protein shakes.who knew?

but it’s a highly successful unintentional experiment in the explosive capabilities of protein shakes.who knew?

Not just explosive but a persistent stink bomb.

So if you're leaving a job you hate, mix up a protein shake in a travel mug and leave it in the file room. One month later - revenge.

Simpler than putting a fish in an air vent