Cheers, Jeers and “What in the hell was I thinking,” Along With Other “Man I Can’t Believe It’s Monday,” Musings!

My thanks to all of the happy little comments and emails sent with regard to my laundry exploding — your support and encouragement truly makes moments like…well…everyday, really…seem less…um…tragic.

I have answered each and everyone — late, but hey…I’m still cleaning those little styrofoam f*ckers out of the washer and (because I have totally run out of patience) more recently, the dryer — and will keep the rest of you in suspense…no longer.

[loud snort]

Like, you’ve got nothing better to do, as if!

It was my ten-year-old’s favorite bedtime buddy and — not just your ordinary, everday pillow…NO!…that would too simple…um…to wash — it was one of those squishy microbead-filled mooshy pillows from hell!

Sort of like this!

Feh…who knew!?!…you can’t just throw one of these suckers into the wash and fegittaboutit!

And you’re probably asking yourself right now –  as my husband’s return text message so aptly put it — “When are you ever going to learn how to read “how to” and “care” labels!?!”

Not bloody likely…nope…probably not going to happen.

Because that would mean taking an extra minute, or two, from my just dumping copius amounts of laundry into the machines — dirty or not — before running down the next entry on the “to do list!”

Though, if I’ve learned anything, I’m never going to buy anything with the words, “microbeads” and/or “squishy” ever, again!

I mean — the thought of losing the two most important things in a house full of prewashed jeans and killer dust bunnies — it very nearly killed me…“What the hell was I thinking?”

I am very grateful for my precious–(es) and hope to never have to stick my head into another appliance, suck tiny styrofoam beads or finger another hole…again…for as long as I live!

So help me, Sears!

Speaking of Sears — how about that Ty Pennington!?! — last night’s Extreme Home Makeover was a real tear-jerker and made me feel happy to be alive, and lucky, just to be able to bitch about my children having too many clothes to wash!  Which makes me firmly believe that this show is the best thing to happen to television in a very, long, long time!

Yep, I’m just sitting here — waiting for the spin cycle to finish – cheering on the appliances, showing a little linky love and counting my blessings…like…

HBO free weekends!

My usual Sunday night of folding a week’s worth of laundry — that’s…um…like…a month’s worth for normal people, according to my mother – was made all the more exciting, by being able to catch at least one showing of the new Sopranos weekend…thanks, guys!  Then again, I didn’t get to sleep until well passed one in the morning last night and three in the morning on Saturday, flipping through nearly a bazillion movie stations!

Work-free Weekends!

When I get to sleep in while the hubs runs to Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee and then makes breakfast and the most delicious crepes in the whole wide world!  We were able to visit with my brother and sister-in-law and celebrate their second anniversary…already!?!…and then spent a relaxing evening as mentioned, earlier.  Which, of course, meant getting up today all the more…”I can’t believe it’s Monday morning, already?”….blech!

Carefree Drop-Off Zones!

Monday morning also means another week of trying to convince my four children to do…well…anything they are SUPPOSED to.  Like, going to school.  Which means one more episode of, “Drop the kid and drive like mad,” and pretend that it doesn’t tear me up, inside.  But, not today.  Because a sympathetic teacher, who shall not be named, because I can’t remember what in the hell her name is…anyway…placed her arms around my son’s drooping shoulders and walked him into school.

I.H.O.P. — Where Kids Eat Free — Day or Night!

Hubs working late tonight…’nuf said!