I finally had the first
day of the summer.
Yes, I do realize we are a week+ into summer. What?? I've been busy.
So here it is. All the masses of laundry.
Does that look like a lot? Cuz it sure felt like a lot to me.
And this is just the punks laundry and I hadn't even folded the levis yet.
In their defense it had been quite sometime since I had really hit the laundry hard.
But still, Holy Crap.
My corpse would of been stinking it up a wee bit before anyone
found me under that mountain of fabric.
Since then we have had a Come to Jesus talk about laundry
(p.s. this is not the first Come to Jesus laundry talk we have had,
probably they just really enjoy these little chats)
Something to the effect of who has two thumbs and
will not be spending her summer vacation
being buried alive under mounds of laundry? THIS MOM.
Something to the effect of you people do not need to put clothes
in the hamper that you have just looked at or even thought
about putting on your cute little bodies.
Hello?...Isn't one of the fundamental joys of summer
wearing the same clothes for three days straight?
No?...Maybe that was sipping lemonade in the hot summer sun
and star gazing on cool summer nights.
Eh well, I really think wearing the same clothes for three days
straight should be one of the fundamental joys of summer.
Live it up, Peeps. Let loose and wear the same clothes day in and day out.
That's what my Punks will be doing.
:o) Peace Out.