Tonight at Kyle's softball game that wasn't, all us wives were chatting, and the conversation veered toward dry-cleaning. This is where I tried to mentally check-out of the conversation, because my household's idea of "dry-cleaning" is throwing clean but wrinkly clothes into the dryer, taking them out and then sort of waving them through the air.
The moral of this story is that while our friends are attributing hundreds of dollars monthly to Comet Cleaners and wearing their freshly pressed suits to work, Kyle and I spend our evenings playing old-school Super Mario Bros.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Super clean
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We are the same way! I'll dry clean a sweater of Colin's every now and then but otherwise we are more DIY than pay-someone-else.
Yes, this is a better way. Truly, a better way.
But don't ask Cody. He still wants me to take his shirts. He needs to get on board with the "kinda waving it through the air" thing.
Thanks Amy. How's the job thing?
Time for an update, lady!
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