Monday, August 10, 2009

A Present from Camp

This is a picture of my job for today. Getting all of this stuff clean. This is the present my men brought me from camp. Yes, filthy camp laundry! Do you see the glowing eyes of my kitty on the left? Isn't she so sweet? She wants to help me, but the smell of this stuff turned her tummy and she hacked up a hairball on it. LOL Anyway, be glad that you cannot smell this. I always wash the socks first because they are the worst. Sometimes I think I should be using latex gloves, tongs and a nose plug to deal with this gross laundry, but I am a tough woman, I use my bare hands and try to not breath deeply. Of course I wash my hands afterward. Okay, hi-ho, hi-ho, its off to work I go!


shelia said...

socks...boys?...not gloves-brave woman! :)

fairmaiden said...

I still have piles and piles of laundry too from our camping trip.

I lived in San Diego for first year and a half of it. And Coronado Island was a favorite place. But I mostly spent time at Mission Beach.

Rachel Smith said...

EWWWW! I can almost smell it from here! :)