Crayon.

There is crayon in the dryer.  I know this is not an insurmountable problem, but I kind of want to cry about it.  I see scrubbing and WD-40 and soap and water and possibly Comet and a toothbrush in my future, and I don't like it!

Spoiled.

It seems like maybe milk got spilled in the back seat of the car.  It smells like stale farts, and I don't know how to get it out.  Someone suggested vinegar, that seems like it might work.  I hope it does, because it stinks.

Pro choice.

Today I accidentally watched 30 minutes with of a "documentary" that compared being pro choice to being a Nazi. First I felt sick because it talked about the holocaust. Then I felt sick with anger that the comparison was made and someone was using Hitler killing 11 million people to promote their pro life agenda.