Smells Weird

The other night I crawled into bed exhausted, fluffed my pillow and was just getting into my comfy position when I slid a hand under the pillow...

and discovered that there was something wet & slimy already there. It felt like what was (hopefully) a large, flat wad of damp, oily paper. ACK!



"Oh my goodness, what on earth?.... I don't even want to know what this is!"

Now, here's the difference between men and women. I wanted to get rid of the nasty, pillow-defiling offender as fast as possible before I figured out that it was something more disgusting than wet paper. Michael, however wanted me to hand it to him and then he stuck his nose up to it!

"Here, give it to me. What is it? (sniff sniff)... Smells weird."



After he turned the light on, it turned out to be a slightly damp cheese quesadilla.

Yep.

Under my pillow.

That's what happens when you've got five kids and two dogs under one roof. Ya gotta just roll with it.

Que(sadilla) sera sera!