Before I got home, hubby found a leak in the washer. Boy, did he find a leak. My carpet was soaked - well, not all of it, but from the washer to almost my desk, which is about four feet. So I've been dealing with the scent of damp and the fans blowing, trying to get the damp to dry...sigh. If it's not dust, it's damp...

Off to make marshmallows. I need to take them to San Diego. Ooh...chocolate covered marshmallows...now there's a thought.