Laundry

I know this is horrid and not socially acceptable but I have a ginormous pile of laundry at the foot of my bed. If you read my twitter on the sidebar you already know this about me. I go through these phases with laundry where (and someone else blogged about this too, Siobhan?) I either have to wash everything in sight or I can't wash anything. Rarely in between. But I don't really like when I have all of my clothes washed. I don't have enough drawer space. That sounds bad doesn't it? But it's true. Emptying out my closet also forces me to get creative and put together combinations from clothing I haven't worn in months or years.

I know you're supposed to get rid of clothes you haven't worn in years but there are a couple of button-downs I keep hanging on to. There are also some that I've long gotten rid of. However, I definitely need to clean out the bottom of my closet. There are lots of clothes down there.

It's rare for me to wash less than 4 loads of clothes. It's not rare for me to wash 6 or more. 6 is my usual number. Once I get started, WATCH OUT! I'm like that with ironing, too. It's soothing for some reason (the ironing, not the washing). I iron one thing then go around the house looking for other things to iron. Not jeans though. I don't iron jeans. I never met anyone who did until I got to college. This golf-dressing dude I was friends with freshman year. What in the world!??! You STARCH and IRON your JEANS!?!? So from then on, no matter what my jeans look like, I refuse to iron them. It's casual wear. If I want to look that pressed I'll put on some slacks. I mean really. What next?! Your underwear!?

Speaking of which, no not underwear, but my friend had me cracking UP when she told me she ironed the sheets when her mother-in-law came to town. I was DYING!! She said, "Girl I'm not gonna have her saying I don't know how to keep a house!" I could not stop cracking up. Remember how I told you I love Here Come the N.ewlyweds? The black couple is so fab. And I've also decided I want Joy & Kesi to hurry up and get married and go on that show. But the black couple on there now? The husband is HILARIOUS. And she's so good-natured. They're definitely the couple you want to see win and that you would want to hang out with on a regular basis. They kind of remind me of my cousin and her child's father. I wish they would go ahead and get married. Apparently he's the offending party when it comes to that. Just awful. That made me sad because they are so hilarious together and fun.

Watching that show definitely makes me know I have to marry someone who has me cracking up all the time. He needs to know how to be serious but not HAVE to be serious. I've definitely met some dudes were I wanted to start singing Pcat dolls songs to them on some "Chill out!!" type stuff. (It's insane to me how old some of those chicks are! My goodness! That redhead looks old enough to be my momma! God-willing I'll be that flexible ever when I'm her age.) How is it people don't know yet that plastic surgery on the face too often makes you look hard? It's the plastic. Similar techniques yield similar results and everyone starts looking fake-- you know-- plastic. Botox is frightening to me, too. But I do like to point out the botox. That's the main reason I watch the AM shows. They always have lots of cosmetics to point out in their guests. (Even further off topic but Bravo has the worst website ever.)

If I'm not laughing, you are seriously doing something wrong. I LOVE to laugh. And I do it full-force. You're not laughing if you're not throwing your head back and guffawing. Belly laugh, falling on the floor. Whatever you got to do to get that out of your system, let it go! Hahahahaha.

Those of you worried about my laundry will be overjoyed to know that I woke up at 3:15 this morning and started washing and washing and washing. A load of towels, 2 loads of darks, a load of brights already done. A load of dark delicates (i.e. sweaters, scarves, my velvet blazer) is in the wash right now. We're gettin things done! I also need to finish my homework for Bible class today. While I'm on this cleaning frenzy I may as well take out the trash, wash dishes and sweep the kitchen floor. The recycling has got to go, too. I have to take it to the park which is ridiculous to me. What backwards community discourages recycling? Wack.

Liz told me not to go to the gym this week and to just rest up instead. (I'm still looking for some vegetable-filled recipes if you want to slide some of your faves my way.) I promise it's taking every bone in my body to not go!! I did do 10 minutes of yoga this morning. If you're saying that doesn't count you obviously have never done yoga. Especially since I've been coughing so hard my abs and back have been getting a workout... yeah... like that. Now I want something good to eat. I'm going to T.rader Joe's tonight. Can't wait. Anyone have any favorites there I should try?