When I got Gillian up this morning, I could smell something really ripe in her pants. But, she hates to be changed right after getting up. So, I put her in her highchair for breakfast. After she had gotten bored with that, I took her back to her room to change her. Wow. She was leaking. I didn't realize that... Oops. After an inadequate attempt to clean her at the changing table, she went into the bath. She was pretty glad about that!
After bath time, we went to the front window to watch the trucks pick up the garbage & recycling. We found that a man across the street also watches the trucks. After the recycling truck had gone, he put away his can & two of the other neighbor cans. 30 minutes later when the garbage truck came, he did the same thing. Wow. How tidy & neighborly. No one likes to leave their cans out here. I guess it looks dirty. In our old neighborhood, sometimes we would leave our cans out all week. (I know, lazy & rude.) Here I think we would be fined, or kicked out of the neighborhood if we tried that stunt.
But, one of the other neighbor guys across the street, parked his van in front of our house this morning. Instead of in his own driveway. So, the street cleaner had to skip our section. Wow. That guy is not so neighborly.
This morning, when I pulled out the 1/2 & 1/2 for my morning coffee, it had a suspicious smell. I dumped some into the sink & it was totally curdled. AH!!! The sell by date wasn't even until tomorrow. I want my money back. That could've killed us. Sour milk products are my husband's biggest fear. I am glad he wasn't home for the scene. When he hears of it, he will probably want to get our own milk cow, so it is always fresh...