I'm breeding.

I went hunting in my pantry looking for something I needed to make dinner. 

Instead I found this ....

Blogger bitches, this was once a loaf of bread. 

It's from the bakery up the road .... Doing the calculations in my head (don't often get this bread from there) it has to be between 5-6 weeks old. 

When the bag tag popped off, I'm pretty certain I saw spores puff out of the bag. I could smell the penicillin people, actually I could taste the smell it was that strong. 

Part of me contemplated how effectively it would kill these infections going around the house, but then I thought fuck, maybe not, poison and all. 

To make me look even worse, a couple hours later when I went to run a bath for the girls, I found something else. No photos, I'm not that cruel.

To set the scene, when I bathe the girls I use the laundry tub (they usually shower), as with any laundry tub it is where wet/gross things get thrown ..... Stretch your mind back a week or so, when I first mentioned Miss O being sick .... Mmhmm, getting a picture now? She had coughed so hard she projectile vomited .... I grabbed a towel to clean it up.........Cringing yet?

I found said towel, under the potty, a tub of bath/shower toys, a bucket and a bath seat. 

The bread had nothing on this towel. 

There were shrubs of mould. SHRUBS!!!! Little fingers of crusty goodness reaching out to me, there were all colours of the rainbow, who would have thought mould could be so pretty?

It was stiff as fucking wood. 

Goodbye purple towel.

I leave you with this ......

I up a smell each time I open the fridge ...... I'm not going hunting for colony #3.