Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laundry. Show all posts

Saturday, May 7, 2011

FOOD FIGHT!

Today is C's 100th day with us! What blessing to have her with us... though after today ... she might be having second thoughts.

But then... what else is there to do on a sunny Saturday in May but have a food fight.  Yes, you heard right.  Food. Fight (and yes, I questioned my sanity going into this whole thing).

But it all came together as a result of the seed the Diary of a Whimpy Kid books planted in Geo's mind.  And so I went with it.

A full on ...

Baked beans and chocolate sauce ...

Whipped cream and mustard....

Flour and tomato sauce ...

Mashed potatoes, strawberry syrup, and cereal FOOD FIGHT!

And in the end, we had a group of very messy people...


And one excited boy, ready to mark "Have a food fight" off his list of things to do before he's old.

Click here to check out all 151 photos (we put the camera on a timer and went to town)

Saturday, September 11, 2010

This Doesn't Mean I'll Do the Laundry More

But I believe something along those lines was the thought, and perhaps the reasoning given to LK, for the laundry room redo.

Here's what the laundry room looked like before I started the project.  And yes, Mandy is right when she says most 1756 sqft homes don't have a laundry room like this- it is truly a miracle of storage and design.  And yes, prior to the updating it did look this junky on most days.



Does that place inspire anyone to do laundry?  Yeah, I didn't think so.

But ... what about this?



Since the painting I did for the living room didn't really work with the scale of the wall I had wanted it to go on, I moved it to the laundry room, where it perfectly completed the look.  I had some black and silver hooks to put under the painting for hanging backpacks, but since we are now moving, I decided I like them too much to leave them here so didn't add them and will take then with me instead.


This laundry room has extra little touches too like a built in dog crate.  Since I have a small dog, and I was tired of always stepping over her crate, and I had ample storage space in the laundry room, I created a built in doggy crate inside the cabinetry.  (Please pardon my dirty-Ewok-of-a-dog, she's due for a haircut.)



And notice the black-planter-turned-wrapping-paper-holder. Yup, I was pretty impressed with that idea.


But one of the best extra touches is the motion-sensing light switch.  The door into the house from the garage is at the other end of the room from the light switch and I was tired of walking in the dark to turn on the light when coming inside at night but when I left the light on, knowing I would return after dark, I just felt wasteful.  So the solution was to swap out the old switch with this handy one.  But buyer beware!  I'm totally spoiled now with the light switch and wonder why all the other lights in my house don't automatically turn on and off for me.

Now, I think I have some clothes in the dryer from Thursday....






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Thursday, April 22, 2010

The Shower Theory

Hypothesis:
If I do not have time to iron or steam press the shirt I would like to wear today, I propose I can hang said shirt at the far side of my shower while washing and shirt will be steamed and wearable by the end of the shower.

Conclusion:
Hypothesis disproved, said shirt now wrinkled and wet.


Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The Unknown Sock

While folding laundry I discovered a sock I had never seen before. A sock completely foreign to my house.

Missing socks are no new mystery. I know that Erma Bombeck had a theory or two of her own about socks. And, well, then that's Arthur episode about the Sock Exchange. And I have often thought my washing machine just simply ate the socks, but I never though that it might not be eating them but more transporting them to someone else's washing machine.

I mean, this opens up a whole new world of possibilities. Maybe the four socks that are continually without a mate, were never really mine to begin with. Maybe they are yours, transported here from your washer to mine.  Maybe our washing machines are portals to other places.  Like a breach in the space time continuum of laundry.

This makes my previous solution for mismatched socks of just throwing them back in the hamper for another round of washing, actually a good idea (despite what LK thinks). It just might be in one of these washing that they end up back in their original home.

So here's the deal, here are the socks most recently mismatched. If they belong to you, please let me know. I'd be happy to try and program the portal and have my washing machine send them back your way.



With much thanks,