Ugh, I must be turning into an adult. Who plans to do laundry on a Friday night? psst….It’s me! I’ll be sorting the smelly laundry and doing washer-dryer-folding table rotations. All. Night. Long. Ohhhh yeah…
= steamy hot Friday laundry night.
As an aside: Does anyone else LOVE the smell of the laundry detergent aisle? I love me some meadow fresh-baby powder-arctic breeze combinations as I walk by all of the different brands in the grocery store. You call them All, Cheer, Arm-and-Hammer, Tide, Seventh Generation, Clorox, Surf, but I call them heaven. Usually dryer sheets have the most potent smells, but I am seeing a disturbing rise in the number of “no-scent” detergents and softeners on the shelves in recent months. What is this world coming to when a man can’t hold his head high and say “That’s right, I’m rockin’ the Lilac Whisper today.” I bet Barry’s man enough to own the Ocean Mist. That’s right.