Three Pants Day

[unknownfate]

It has been a messy day. I went through three pairs of pants before lunchtime. You've heard of a three dog night? This was a three pants day.

I would just like to say that children are disgusting. And I have a pretty high filth tolerance. Someone* decided that the best way to get rid of excess peanut butter would be to wipe it on the underside of the table where a person a little too big for said table would get it all over their knees. That's not so terrible now, but before I realized it was peanut butter, I was horrified. Almost very child in the room had something of similar color and texture hanging from their noses. I admit I was grossed out for a minute.

And that wasn't the worst of it! Thank goodness the D wing has a washer and dryer in the supply room, and that I had some laundry with me. That is almost bizarre good luck to have a bag of extra clothes on the same day that the universe decides that hygiene is boring.



*I suspect a little boy with Bambi eyes. It's hard to strangle a child with eyes like a puppy's and lashes like a llama's. From the front anyway.

Comments

oh yeah...

[siarwenevenstar.livejournal.com]

what's a three dog night?

Re: oh yeah...

[bane-6.livejournal.com]

It used to be that a night's cold was measured by how many dogs you had to let in the house to sleep in your bed and keep you warm. A three dog night is a night so cold you need three dogs to keep from freezing. It is also the name of a pretty cool band in the late 60s and 70s. I think they might still be performing too...