Saturday, February 04, 2006

Holy Washing Machine Batman!!!!

I, hairball, am doing laundry in my apartment tonite without having to leave the apartment and NOT USING STUPID QUARTERS!!! Holey rusted metal batman I HAVE A WASHING MACHINE!! no more laundromat. No more begging stores for a roll of quarters. No more waiting for Joe to get home so we can start the horrible process of laundry and hauling it. I am freeeee!!!

Collin recieved a letter in the mail from his Grandma Taylor that said she was sorry for forgetting his mommy's birthday. Grandma and Grandpa Taylor call the next day saying they were bringing our "new" very old clunker of a dryer that we inherited from Lavan's move, so that we could at least dry our clothes. And Low and Behold not only a dryer but a shining white rectangle of metal that enables a human being to wash the fabrics of the closet. She brought us a WASHER!!! AHHHHHHH!!! I have been waiting for this day for years. Of course we all agreed that the washer would be for birthdays, anniversary, mom's day, dad's day and pretty much the whole year. wow, who would complain? I couldn't ask for anything better. Thankyou Mommy, you are the very best.

And thankyou Leaner for always letting me use your machines and for understanding my laundry plight. Come on over sometime and YOU can do laudry at MY house. Yeah Baby!!!!!

2 comments:

leaner said...

Isn't it the greatest thing, ever!? I am happy for you! No more dirty clothes days, because now, you are a washing machine owner.
(well at least no more dirty clothes days until you become a lax owner and forget how awesome it was, the day you first did laundry in your own home... and believe me it will happen!)

abeNanna said...

We've always had a washing machine, but alas, there have been years without a dryer. Don't forget the other half of this great pair. Hanging clothes is wonderful on warm slightly breezy days when you have a line right outside your door. But since most of us don't have either the space or the perfect weather, the dryer is a miracle of the nineteen hundred (I love saying that- sounds like so very long ago.) Happiest of 25th birthdays to you (since we missed it too). Love ya