I have never been accused of being “Suzie Homemaker”. My mile high piles of laundry will attest to this. It’s amazing how much laundry a family of five can make. Sometimes a person has to give in, so with laundry soap in one hand and baskets in the other, I set out on my perilous journey of doing laundry. 
As I sorted out my clothing I began to wonder why I insisted on keeping some of these clothes. A pack rat doesn’t keep as much stuff as I do. Some of these clothes just didn’t fit any one. So I finally decided with much effort to bag up what didn’t fit. You wouldn’t believe how hard it was for me to let go of some of these clothes. I started this quest two days ago and my washing machine and dryer have hardly stopped. I see an end to it probably about 5 more loads………now if I can get the 3 year old to not dump out the clean loads while I fold…………
Laundry Daze May 12, 2007
Is that all? May 10, 2007
With the price of gas going up to around $4.00 a gallon this summer. You got to see some humor in it. So here’s my attempt at it………
A guy walks into a gas station and asks the attendant for 5 bucks in gas.
the attendant looks at him and farts…….
then hands him the receipt.
I know sad attempt but I bet you chuckled.
Alien Life Form? May 7, 2007
If any of you are parents of teenagers, I am sure you have asked yourself at one time or another, is this alien being really mine? 
You look at them. Study them. Try your best to decipher what they are saying as they storm off to their room, speaking some kind of foreign language, that even god, or what ever entity you believe in, can’t figure out.
I have found that the best way to save my sanity on these days is just to agree with them. I am not saying go ahead and hand them what they want. Just agree with them. Yes, you should be able to do that, absolutely… get back with me on that in… oh about 4 years…………
It’s a what? May 7, 2007
The other day I dug deep into the back of my closet. I dragged out something I hadn’t used in ten years, but today I needed it. Searching through dusty piled up boxes, I was sure I still had one.
My six year old’s curiosity peaked as he stuck his head in my way. I finally found it dusty , but in good shape. I don’t think I had used it more than a half dozen times. As I went and set it up, I could see my son’s eyes light up with questions. 
I told him not to touch it because it was hot. Finally the question I knew he had, blurted out. “Mom, what is that? I’ve never seen one before.” I had to laugh as I explained to him what it was and why I was using it. He had never seen an iron and an ironing board before and I hope he doesn’t expect to see one often. Isn’t that what wrinkle free clothes are for?
