Just like Mommy Muwahahahas, I think some of these are funny because they’re true!
Oh yes!
Works for me!
Then I’m STILL a mom!!
Did you mop up your tears, of laughter, with your dirty shirt, Mom?? It’s ok! We all understand! At least you mopped! Mark it off your to do list! Now go take a nap! You deserve it!
I HAVE to get a franchise on one of these!!
Sorta like me- ALL the things!!
You go , girl!
Hmmm, so far it looks like this week’s theme is ALL. Let’s see if I can keep THAT ball in the air??
Haha! Score 1 more all for me! (Oh wait! Did I use this one before?? Whatever, laundry dread is always funny!)
Lol, me too!
Oops, I lost the “all” theme there. Oh well, extra fries are worth it!
sigh, this one is so true, it’s not EVEN funny!
Haha! I’m surprised it even got written down!
sigh of satisfaction
What???? On no!! How old am I then??
No, really! How old am I again?? I’m so confused!!
Hope you got your laugh on!
Since I’ve moved into my newest new place, I haven’t had any laundry appliances. Well, I take that back. The lady left a stackable washer/dryer, that she SAID worked.
Mine was not shiny and new like these!
So, of course, since I believed her, I used it. BIG mistake! The washer was so outta balance, it flooded the little laundry room closet, and continued on into PP’s play porch. Oh great! NOT!!
But, at least the dryer part worked! So, the clothes were clean(ish), and now dry. So, I mopped up the mess, with some dirty, very handy for that purpose!, towels. And took the rest to (long-suffering) Sweet Friend’s to finish.
Later, he came over, and disconnected it, then I got a repairman out to look at it. It was dead as a door nail! The broken part, was not even manufactured any more. OF course!!
So, eventually XH pushed it out onto the driveway, so I could call the trash pick up. To my surprise, a little while later, a guy stops, and asks how much I want for it! I said free, the washer doesn’t work. He came back shortly with a truck, and hauled it away!! YES!!! fist pump
That’s gonna be one huge paperweight!
So, since the laundry room closet, was now empty, I decided to tidy it up for its new occupant. (I had faith that there would be one!!) You probably won’t believe this, but I swept! Yes, I did! Me!!
No pix of course. Do ya know how hard it is to take a selfie whilst holding a broom?? Let’s just say, where was a selfie stick when I needed one??
And here is my brand new, thanks to sweet Sissy, washing machine!!
My new washing machine
Yay for having a working laundromat in my own place again!! (It’s been a long 11 months of hauling hampers, folks!!)
And the hampers still love to eat my stinky clothes!
I’m good, just as long as the dryer doesn’t eat them! The hampers always cough them back up!!
Heather from Crazy With Love nominated me for a Sunshine Blog Award. But, she did it so sneakily, I ended up nominating myself! Go read it, and you’ll see what I mean!
(Be prepared to be snagged. She’ll do it, too!! Muahwawahaha)
Here’s the why come:
The Sunshine Blogger Award is given to bloggers who are inspiring and bring sunshine into the lives of their readers and fellow bloggers… to bloggers who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere… is a way for bloggers to get to know each other and also get other bloggers to link to their website.
I’m copying this next part directly from Heather:
To the ever evolving revolving-door of rules:
(Isn’t she funny?? YES!!)
1. Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post.
Thank you, Heather!! I think one reason I like her so much is, she’s crazy like me! And revels in it! If you’re gonna be crazy, might as well enjoy it, I say!
2. Answer the 11 questions set by the person who nominated you.
Heather didn’t ask me any questions, I guess because she was so busy congratulating herself on so handily avoiding having to pick just 11 other bloggers! Well played, Heather!
And this next part is also copied straight from Heather’s post:
This chiquita banana isn’t playing favorites. There are only so many hours in my day, probably in your day too, that I can spend reading. So if I follow your blog, guess what, I read it and I like it. And if you have had the insane patience to read all of this and find yourself here (X marks the spot) I officially nominate you because you deserve an award for trudging through my nonsense. Paste, glue, staple, or tape your blog link in the comments zone so other crazy campers can check you out. (See why I like her so much??? So much in fact, that I ❤ her!)
So, join in on the crazy fun! I dare ya!
Oh yeah, questions….
Hmmmm…
What is your ring tone?
Are you old enough to know what the AV club was, in high school?
How do you eat your peas? Fork?
Can you tell this is a fork? Ok, quit focusing on the huge bald head!
Knife?
You guessed it, the spoon
5 fingees? (yes, I MEANT to say fingees. It’s just more fun to say than fingers!)
Yes, my real toes, with real peas in between. Yuck! IKR??
(hopefully not with your toes!! But hey, it’s your food, not mine!) In the mashed potatoes??
Disclaimer: Real peas were hurt in the making of this post. It was horrible, they were masticated to death. So cruel.
Who let the dogs out? (Now you know how old I am! But seriously, Who? I wanna know! Whenever I ask people, all they do is echo-sing the question, then do that owl hoo, hoo thing back at me.)
Corduroy or fleece?
Mountains or molehills?
Solar or lunar?
(What does that even MEAN??)
What other questions should I ask?
(That was 9. This is brutal!)
What color is your can opener?? I’m serious! I wanna know!
(I just had to ditch my purple one, cuz it wait for it didn’t open cans!!! I almost cried!!
But, it’s PURPLE!!!
Do you separate your laundry by colors? Or just wash it all together? (If you do it by color, and shudder type of fabric, we may not be able to continue our friendship. I warn you, you’re on probation!!)
Okay, now, the baton’s been passed to you… run, Forrest, run!!
I don’t wanna be doing this. I’m only doing it cuz someone tried so hard to shame me about it.
(Hello, person formerly known as “Sweet friend”, I’m talking about you.)
(See?? I told you if I had notice I’d have put on a purple shirt, and my Aunt Jemima bandanna! This time, I had notice!) And lookey there, I’m cleaning up too! Will wonders never cease?
Not anything drastic, just folding some laundry, the gargantuan mountain of Living room loveseat laundry.
The loveseat couldn’t hold it all, so some spilled into the wingback chair… and the floor… Oopsie
I can do that from a seated position, so no real excuse for NOT doing it, just my arms hurt, I’m tired, I’m hungry, I feel like I’m gonna faint… any of those work for ya? No? Drats, I was hoping to get out of this for a longer time. Oh yeah! I forgot, I have a headache! No? Still not working? My stomach hurts??? Check my head, I think I have a fever!
Oh, look! Willie stopped by to help! You’re welcome, Jan C.!
Fine! I’ll fold the stinkin’ laundry.
Yes, Shirley, it’s really empty!
There- happy now?
Next time, I’ll ask Mama, she’ll let me get by with it!
http://terriwebsterschrandt.com/2015/07/09/the-new-and-improved-leisure-link/
http://lifewithlorelai.com/2015/07/09/home-matters-linky-party-45
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