Fold every mountain in this case. I don't mind though. I love laundry. I especially love laundry products. Soap, pretreater, softeners, even bleach in it's various forms.
It is well known, by those that know me at least, I can't go to a store without spending some time in the laundry isle. I have my favorites that I will open and smell, but I always try a few new ones. If it's a box I have a patented squeeze and sniff method. I don't recommend squeezing an open liquid bottle though. Something to do with Gain squirting up ones nose, then said someones husband took a picture with his phone, while laughing, and laughing, and telling her he knew that would happen someday.Any who, I love, love, love it.
Jeff's gotten over his embarrassment over the years, lucky for him. In truth, I tune him and everybody out when I'm in that isle. I don't care if I look like a weirdo, and I know I do, opening and squeezing bottles and boxes one after the other. I even thought about making it a profession. Someone as dedicated to laundry products as I, should be in the field, creating, testing, and getting paid.
I used to be so in tune with the scents of each soap and softener, I could tell which ones you used. I am a little bit embarrassed to admit, but I browse laundry websites to see what is the newest thing they're working on. It's fun time for me. I also cruise them for coupons and samples, I'm not completely waisting my time.
The smells of certain detergents leave me feeling nostalgic. They bring back certain times in my life. Tide with bleach powder for instance, reminds me of being pregnant with Abbey. We lived with Jeff's parents during that time and that was what she used. I would stand above the open box and inhale. . . inhale. . . inhale. . . it cured any sickness I was feeling. I only threw up once with that pregnancy, and probably only because I didn't have access to the Tide. My gratitude to Tide with bleach.
Purex original scent liquid is what I used in our new townhouse after Lindsay was born. I did so much laundry that first 8 months. Lindsay threw up after EVERY feeding. She would loose just about everything, for 8 months! So, Purex and I got to know each other. I had gotten a super deal at Kmart and got 4 big jugs for around 10 bucks. Every day, load, pour, start, dry, and repeat.I'll open a bottle and Abbey is only 2 and coloring at the kitchen table, singing a made up song. I'll be bathing Lindsay for the third time that day and putting her in warm clean clothes, and then hold her. She didn't like to be put down. We held her. Abbey would come sit with us and give me kisses on the arm and on Lindsay's head. "She's our sugar baby, isn't she mama!"
When I go past a venting dryer I remember the year of the snow fort. Donald built an incredible snow fort in the front yard. We played outside for hours, everyday. On days when the laundry was being done, we'd warm up by the dryer vent. It was warm and smelled really good. We also experimented with melting just the outside of our snowballs to create an icy layer. We called them stingers, well I did, I can't remember if Donald agreed to the name.
Tide original scent powder reminds me of my Grandparents house in Bellevue. Every time you went out to the backyard, you passed through the laundry room to get there. I know that smell. It's so clean and fresh. I'll wash my towels, pull them out of the dryer, put one to my nose, and I swear I'm out back bouncing on the giraffe hippity hop.
It's funny. I just set out to do a "look what I have to do today post". Oh, how the mind will wander.
The DeCoursey family had a lovely, homey, and relaxed Easter. The bunny hid the baskets so well this year, Lindsay thought she didn't get one. We had to give her some hints. It ended up being in the dryer. Silly bunny. Abbey's basket was in the shower. I thought that would be a really good hiding place actually. What 11 year old likes the shower?After Lindsay claimed her basket then then noted that there seemed to be plastic eggs everywhere. It dawned on them that the Easter bunny gave them an egg hunt too. That bunny is so nice. So thoughtful. So wonderful. So lovely. So pretty...ehh ehhm. Moving on....The Easter bunny also brought them a really nice kite. It just so happened to be great kite flying weather that day too. Almost too windy actually. Jeff took them out to the back yard. I stayed in the warm family room and watched out of the glass slider. Bruce was captivated, yet terrified of the flying contraption. The best was when the kite dive bombed toward the slider and Bruce puffed up, hissed, and ran for his little kitty life. Mookie napped quietly in the other room, indifferent to Bruce's distress. Over all the kite was a big success. I'm planning springtime picnics with copious amounts of kite flying.Not to mention "Let's go fly a kite!" was constantly running through my head.We had our own brunch planned. I made a raspberry danish from scratch. Turned out really well. With that we had eggs, bacon, grapes, and an array of drinks.Dinner was very predictable. Ham, check. Cheesy potatoes, check. Fruit salad, check. Deviled eggs, check. Homemade rolls, check. Delicious? Check!
We watched our Sunday family movie and it was time for Jeff to leave shortly after. The girls have been having an increasingly hard time saying goodbye to their daddy. When will this disjointed life end? I don't know. Until I find out, I'll just eat some more chocolate. The Easter bunny did bring me a box of See's chocolates. :)
I'm a mom about to go back to school. I love all types of books, movies, music, and art. I hope to gain a better appreciation for all of those things. I'm a great cook and baker. Just ask my family and anyone who knows me, they'll back it up. I love my husband of almost 12 years, my two beautiful girls, and my two cats.