This story is so typical of me. Every time I think I have my adult business together, I end up doing something stupid to make me feel like I need an adult. So, here's what happened, guys.  I'm letting you laugh at my pain.

I get up early. I think that's been well established. A thing you might not know about me is I have a pesky problem with heartburn.  And, I have a long standing love of dairy. Milk was my favorite drink as a kid, and I still drink some daily.  Anyway.  I think you can see where this is going.

It was early in the morning, and I was a little foggy, naturally. I was fine, but you know, just a little out of it.  So I was driving along South Grand, minding my own beeswax, headed in to work.  I got a little coughing fit.  I've had a little dry cough for ages because I have what the doctor calls "post nasal drip" from my allergies.  Well, I've learned to live with them.  They usually pass pretty quick.  But you know how sometimes you cough so hard you think you're going to yack?

Well, yeah.  That happened. I drove back home, changed, and cleaned up my car as best as I could.  But... there just seems to be little dots of milk everywhere! They won't go away!  Some milk even got on the ceiling of my car.  So, I need a professional. Someone that won't make fun of me too badly.

Do you know who I should go to to finally get the milk out of my car? Send me your recommendations!

Milkly yours,

Behka