Hello, my name is Christina and I am an addict. Its not pretty. My kids, my hubby, anyone who steps foot into my home makes comments about it. Its the smell. It may be worse then walking into a crack house, I am not sure..
This my friends...is my addiction
See my industrial size bottles? I even have a lavender scented one. See the spray bottle? Pine Sol and water, for them small jobs..
Nothing like the fresh smell of pine sol. Makes me feel all clean and a tad high, but that's OK.
Ok, ya know how I spoke about my cat pissing on my shit? Look at these bags, these bags are full of my clothes I have to toss out cause she decided her john was in my dresser drawer...
Just as I was about to kill both of my cats....Mr Shaky, being the saintly man that he is, bought this shit..
You spray this stuff where u don't want your cats going. So he sprayed it on the steps heading up to our room. And I will be a monkey's uncle, the pissers have not went up there since.Holy shit.
I had a hit man all lined up to kill my cats. I was going to go straight to the Chinese joint, and sell them for parts. But instead I hired this lil guy..
I paid him upfront with tender vitals and fresh mice...And 20 cans of tuna.
It is better then the bad ass I had first hired, but I was afraid he might leave a mess, and I don't like messes.
So if this spray does not work, they will die. A long, slow, painful death.
When I went on our walk last night, I went with with my mom, two friends from work and a friend of one of my Friends.
The whole time one of them was Texting
She was texting while driving, while walking, while talking...
It drives me crazy. I wanted to take her phone and toss it in the lake. The push her in a make her swim for it.
Only because I was in a good mood at the time.