Long story short.
Tuesday night at the health club I puked in the shower.
The reason? The stench of a guy that was in the locker room. It was sooo bad it literally gagged me until I puked. I am NOT kidding.
The closest thing I can think of to describe the stench would be to imagine if your feet were continually wet and left in boots for, say, 3 weeks. That dead skin, rotting smell.
I know I wasn't the only one who noticed or was offended by it because I heard another guy actually complain to the front desk about the stench too, not realizing it was actually coming from another patron.
So that's a first for me. Puking off of someone's body stench. Just thought I'd share. You're welcome.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
One of the things they don't tell you about in the parent manual when you have a child, (and if you think they actually give you a manual, I want to talk to you) is how much more aware you become of tragedies in today's world, especially ones towards children. It seems everyday I run across a news story that I wouldn't have paid attention pre-V. From the man who threw his 4 children off the bridge in Florida, to the mother in Sweden (I think it was), who called each of her children upstairs one by one, and held each one quitely in her lap, right before she slit their throats in an attempt to "save" them from the world. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother with news anymore. Everytime I read one of these horrible stories, it just makes me sick to my stomach.
That being said, every time I hear about the Caylee Anthony story or a new development comes out from it, I feel like someone has just sucker punched me in the gut, leaving me short of breath. I'm not sure why this one has struck me so much. Maybe because Caylee was close in age to V, or because she very vaguely looks like my daughter or what, but I can tell you this case has really hit home with me.
Although the bones have not yet been 100% identified, they will be soon, I hope for all the supporters, volunteers, searchers, as well as Caylee's Grandparents, (who I feel have been duped by their daughter this whole time), that it will bring some kind of closure or peace during this holiday season. I don't know how I'd be able to deal with it if I was in their shoes. And although her mother will be given a proper trial, I hope they show her no mercy when they find her guilty and they do with her life exactly what she did to that poor little helpless girl.