I’ve decided to appropriately title this blog post “Hippo Pit” because as I type this post I am sitting in my living room that smells exactly like the hippopotamus pit at the zoo.
“What the hell?” You might be thinking. All I can say to you is, “My thoughts exactly, sista. My thoughts exactly.”
Well, let’s start from the beginning.
This weekend was a jammed packed wedding show, wedding dress, serving my matron of honor to-be duties kind of weekend.
Did I mention yet that my BF, Emily, got engaged three days before Christmas and she’s getting married October 20th!
I’m over the flippin moon excited!
And she asked me to be the matron of honor, hooray!
So this weekend I did what any BF would do and dedicated my weekend to her.
Saturday we ate our way through a bridal show, where we saw many different vendors and had a great girly time. (All this wedding stuff kind of makes me want to get married again- kind of).
Me and the bride to be! This was probably the best nights of our lives. Friday Happy Hour on Chris' House Boat. Love summer nights like these.
After the bridal show we met “the boys” down at Chris’ house boat.
(“The Boys”- the husbands and our childhood guy friends).
It was 60 degrees this weekend, in Baltimore, in January. WTF?! But hey, I ain’t complaining.
“The boys” we supposed to be helping Chris fix his boat so he could move it into a different slip.
When we arrived they were fishing, drinking beer, and playing videogames.
The Hubs with his fishing pole.
Chris' dog, "Da Buffet"
Chris, friggin "BayBillie"
I was just happy it felt like summertime out.
Saturday night, the hubs and I went to the mall and spent his VANS gift card. And I got me the cutest Indian/Snow Bunny hat there ever was. Matt was all, “really?”- Oh hell yes, son! (First snow of Baltimore- I will post pics of this hat).
After the mall we headed to a local restaurant and ate us some huge burgers and Old Bay chips.
Those of you not from Baltimore don’t know a damn thing about Old Bay. I am sorry. It is the best seasoning ever!
Old bay is what us “Baldmore” folks put ALL over our steamed crabs (and fries, baked potatoes, veggies and about anything else you can think of).
Sunday (today) we went shopping for Emily’s wedding dress.
And after trying on many dresses, cat-fighting with the wedding dress consultant about slips and tears, we found “the” dress.
It's totally gorgeous and I'm so happy for Emily!
And than, it happened.
I came home to this...
Picture found: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hippopotamus
Well...not literally but it smells like how this picture looks.
Me, "Matt, what in gods name is that smell!"
My poor, poor husband.
The kitchen sink got backed up and after Drain-O and the "snake" didn't work, he had to go down into the basement and start to cut pipes.
And in these pipes there was some really freaky shit.
Not only was there food, there was hair. Lots and lots of hair tangled in this freakishly old food.
I could die.
As I type he is still "cleaning" the basement and trying his very hardest to get rid of that awful, AWFUL smell.
Thank god for Yankee candles and febreze.