I did a search for a cartoon-like picture of someone gagging. Oh my gosh! DO NOT DO THAT!!! I found myself trying to control that gag reflex for hours because I couldn't get those horrid nasty photos out of my head. And I only looked at two. Now that should show you how bad I can be. I am also a visual thinker so pictures of things people are describing pop in there and there are certain people who love to watch me gag. Brother Jay and my son Brian, are you hearing me?
We had a little issue a couple of weeks ago while my daughter and her family were visiting. One evening we were sitting in the living room when I kept getting a whiff of some heinous odor. But it was fleeting so I found myself trying to ignore it while giving the stink eye to several family members. However, I did check the baby grandsons diaper a couple of times expecting to see a huge explosion but he was clean. Poor baby gets the blame every time.
The next evening I walk in the living room where everyone once again had gathered and noticed a peculiar issue. There sat everyone giving each other darting glances, watering eyes shifting back and forth suspiciously, faces red. They seemed to have that accusing look. You know what I mean. My daughters told me that something by the love seat really smelled bad. My first instinct was to glare at the farmer in blame but I walked over there and sure enough there was that same odor that I had thought the night before was some bean eating family member. The first thing that came to mind when I realized that not everyone could be having that bad of a gas problem was perhaps the baby grandson had spilled milk in the carpet or something and it was smelling sour. We looked and searched and couldn't find anything obvious. That is until I walked behind the love seat. Oh my the smell was that of a decaying body. It was coming up through the heat vent.
We have a mouse problem each winter and I have chosen to poison the little creatures because I can't stand to trap them. Creeps me out. I am re-thinking this because this is the second time we have had that lovely smell waft through our house when something died. So you can imagine the gagging that was going on in our place.
I am happy to report that our problem has been taken care of and there is no more odor. There are many things that make me wretch but baby spit up never bothers me....just snot, dead animal smells and that sort of thing.......ohhhh gotta go. Gag in process!