According to a recent survey of 2000 people, the stinkiest smell in the universe was the smell of wet dog.

Hmmmm.  Wet dog.  Stinkiest smell ever.


Have they ever smelled the socks of a teenage boy and an almost teenage boy?

I think not.

Because if they had…..trust me….wet dog would never even have topped the list.

When we re-did the upstairs for the boys.

When I spent hours ripping out blue shag carpet….

….when I tediously stripped wallpaper with a bottle of vinegar and tiny scraper…..

…when I patched and sanded and painted until I could paint no more…..

It was all done with the understanding that stinky socks were not to grace this freshly sanded and painted grey wooden floor.

T-shirts, legos, video games, cards, ball caps, books, papers, train tracks…..

                      ….even a stray remote or two.

All these were on the acceptable list.

But socks?

No way.

No how.

We do have standards here at thistlewood farm.

So far we are all on the same page.

So far the inhabitants of the second floor of thistlewood farm are keeping their socks out of sight and out of smell.

But if the day comes….

              …..when the stinky socks of the world take over the playroom.

It’s over.

And I promise you this….

                         ….. that blue shag carpet may rear its ugly head again.

PS  Don’t forget about our impossibility challenge.  We would love for you to join us.  Please note that while I do paint and sand and sew…..baking overwhelms me.  See my attempts at homemade bread with all the other “impossibles” at our linky party on January 31.

PSS  I am linking this project here.