Dr. Ecologically-Sound and Mr. Clean

Oh yeah.  I was supposed to blog.

But after a whole day of… let’s just call them "toilet training adventures", I’m quite whipped and feeling bereft of something.

Something I like to call, "the ability to look upon a surface and wonder if it’s been touched by a small bottom with the taint of poop about his cheeks."

Let’s just say that my hands ache a little from all the cleaning and washing and scrubbing and  washing again.

And let’s just say that despite my greenest of efforts, I might have caused an ozone hole right above my house today.  There is just something about poop that makes me lose all the faith I could ever muster up for eco-friendly products.  Plant-based botanicals?  Screw that: give me quaternary aluminum and as much caustic crap as you can muster, STAT.

In case you haven’t yet figured it out, I am a little paranoid at times, with a delightful hypocritical chewy center.  Bad, bad me.

And now, if you’ll pardon me, I’m off to sleepytime and to rub in some vegan hand lotion, in hopes that it will take away the sins of the day.

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4 thoughts on “Dr. Ecologically-Sound and Mr. Clean

  1. Don’t tell anyone, but … I’ve heard that bleach in dilution can be a path to salvation. Shhh.

  2. ok, this is slightly off topic, but since I don’t have a baby, but rather a fur baby, this is the only way i can relate.
    i last cleaned out nicky’s littermate self-cleaning litter box on sunday after a week (thankfully, nicky’s not picky and he does have two litter boxes–one self-cleaning and one not). on wednesday, we noticed that the poop wasn’t going into the self-cleaning litter box poop storage box. my bf opened it up to see that it was totally full. how could one little kitty poop so much in such a short amount of time? i mean, he’s so little. where does all of that poop come from?
    let me tell you, it was quite the labor of love to clean up that mess. good thing we love him so. 🙂

  3. I remember those days… don’t miss them at all…
    I confess – I have a small bottle of bleach hidden at the back of the cabinet under my kitchen sink… shhh – don’t tell anyone! But when I need bleach, I use bleach.

  4. What about white vinegar? Sending lots of empathy your way, remember this too shall pass ; )

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