Today is laundry day…

My mother had hand embroidered dish towels with the days of the week, and a different chore assigned to each. I remember laundry day was one of them, but I don’t remember the specific day.

My husband reminded me that he had blood on the sleeve of one of his favorite shirts, and he asked me to try and get it out.

I was an emergency/trauma nurse for 25 years; if there’s one thing I can do, it’s get blood out of a shirt.

I also had to pick off stick-tights and a sand spur, because he and the dog are like magnets when it comes to traveling weed seeds.

I can remember when I was little, my mother used to let me sew buttons on the dish towels. She had a tin full of buttons, all shapes and sizes. I knew needles were sharp.

My sister is 4 1/2 years younger, and I don’t remember mother letting her do anything with a needle.

My husband is 4 1/2 years younger than me. Sometimes I think he and my sister are twins. I marvel sometimes over their similarities.

I like laundry day. My thoughts wander, and I remember things I haven’t thought about in years.






Rain on my parade

Every day, about 3:00-5:00 PM,  we get rain. This is a relatively normal occurrence during the summer. One nice thing about the rain is it’s cold water and between the wind and rain the afternoon temperatures drop about 15 degrees. Most days, I get home from work and just sit it out before heading out for my ride. The hot pavement drys up the water fast, with only the occasional puddle.

Rainy day
Patience is a virtue

Today, I was planning to fore go my ride to let my legs recover. So I ended up cleaning house, doing laundry, and vacuuming the abundance of White Dog’s hair which was forming tumbleweed size hairballs. About 3:30 PM there were huge, black rain clouds forming. I heard a few claps of thunder, but no rain. I couple hours later I walked out to check the weather…overcast and cooler. Lickety split, I changed into my bike shorts and grabbed my helmet. I kept the ride short, about 6.5 miles, and the legs held up just fine. I’m starting week 6 and I think I’ve built up a bit of endurance…Yay!

Balancing the budget on laundry day

I would like to see the day when clothes become disposable (biodegradable, recyclable). Just think about it; in all of the futuristic or advanced civilizations (as seen on TV) everyone wears a zip-up onesy (they probably have the feet in them) uniform. This eliminates the need for fads and designer fashions. I’m confident that a futuristic fabric will be developed (using dust from the Mars probe) that will accommodate the one size fits all theory of the 21st century. This will put Omar the tent-maker out of business and there will finally be truth in advertising.

Star Trek crew

Waste disposal would be a thing of the past. Everything would be recycled, including our uniforms. Perhaps, entitlement will catch on and the government run waste disposal man recycle man will pick up one day and drop off the next. Just like in the old days, when there were cloth diapers and diaper service, our uniforms would be delivered to our door steps. In the scheme of things, this would eliminate census takers, because everyone would have to apply for uniform delivery based on the number of peeps in the household.

green recycle bin
Remember when...

Another thing of the past…

LG Washer/dryer combo
Last of the Mohicans

Water and air conservationists will put big businesses on skid row; no wasting of water and fuel for electricity. No need for Tide, Gain, Purex, and Oxyclean. Finally, there would be equality amongst the classes, everyone would look alike (no more droopy pants with under wear showing). Talk about balancing the budget…this could save trillions!

MJ, thanks for reminding me that it’s laundry day! The Zen of Laundry