My mom and her beau were here for the week and it was chock full of Fun! Fun! Fun!
There was junking and food, and the American Girl store and food, and then visiting Cheryl and food, and finally the beach and yes, you guessed it- food! Was a delicious and wonderful visit, but you know I find it difficult to
One thing that did find its way into my mind and dig its little claws into my heart is possibly the most pathetic thing which I have ever coveted.
A laundry umbrella.
My mom had one of these when I was growing up. The reason I find myself wanting one of these sleek babies is that it currently takes about three dryer cycles for my towels to dry. Not only is it costing a fortune in electricity, it also slows down my laundry washing output. Everything backs up and I get crabby.
When we got home from the beach yesterday with a trunk full of damp and sandy towels, I could picture myself hanging the towels on the line. An apron full of clothes pegs, puppies playing at my feet, the birds happily tweeting... The warm breeze drying the towels and shaking the sand out of them... If any of you have experience with this sort of product can you tell which one you have and whether is made all of your laundry dreams come true?
So there you have it. I leave the internet for a week and when I return I tell you my laundry fantasies.
I do feel that I would be remiss, even negligent, if I did not update you on a few things.
The birds are rebuilding their nest in the bathroom vent. I hate them.
David's injury has healed, though now he has poison ivy. Based upon his current level of misery I think that I can tell you that a lacerated scrotum is better than poison ivy. Who knew?