Tuesday, September 14, 2010

if, one day, my washing machine fails to operate...

Why can I never remember to check pockets before I do laundry? That was rule #1 when my mom taught me how to do laundry...and now?...

I swear to you that this is what I pulled off the bottom of my washing machine after one load!

No lies. It's ridiculous.

I think that maybe I realize, that if I did I would spend the rest of my life going through pockets of dirty clothes. How much do you think it costs to remove a light saber from the inner most workings of a washing machine? I shudder to think...especially if the repair man is from the dark side...

1 comment:

Jenny said...

So funny. At least all your items are identifiable (did I spell that right?). I hate when I find something foreign. Then it is so icky to try to fish it out, my mind goes to the dark side, instantly!

I am surrounded by Ohio State fans. I am University of Kentucky all the way, I wear my blue proudly and profess to love all things Kentucky every chance I get. Life is too short. Embrace your differences and cheer for who you want! (looking at Sept 11 post). :)

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