Fold My Laundry Please

I’ve been asked to give everyone another week to send in videos for the "Where On Earth" video project.  Since I’ve received a total of three videos so far, I think I’ll go ahead and push the date back to July 27th.  Got that, people?  Send in your videos to foldmylaundryplease@gmail.com by Sunday, July 27th and put "Where On Earth" in the subject heading. 

And this time I mean it! 

As if Firefly weren’t enough. 

As if life would have been the same without Buffy…

…and Angel. 

Joss Whedon has done it again.

So go here, and watch all three acts.  You won’t regret it.

Humor-Blogs.com.  Shiny. 

Personally, I blame gas prices for the whole thing.  If gas wasn’t so danged expensive, I would never have gone searching for ways to increase fuel efficiency when the possibility of Andrew going on a little road trip arose.  But it did so I did and before I knew it, we were off to Walmart to buy car washing and waxing supplies.  Apparently a hand wax job done on your vehicle will decrease wind resistence thereby increasing fuel efficiency.  This is why I knowingly paid $3.28 for a canister of evil.

Turtle Wax!  I shake my fist at thee!  AAUUUGGGHH!!! 

The washing part was easy.  I mean, it’s only a Toyota Yaris.  That’s nearly a Matchbox car.   It doesn’t take long to handwash a Matchbox car.  Although, now that I think of it, this would’ve made the whole thing a LOT easier!

But we made pretty short work of it and while Andrew began to apply a nice, thick coat of wax, I pulled the minivan out of the garage and gave it a good scrub down as well.  As I finished drying the van, I heard him mutter something about, "Only $3?  That’s not bad for a year’s supply of wax."

I decided to pass the time until he finished by rinsing away the sidewalk chalk art that our children had lovingly applied to the siding on our house. 

Andrew still hadn’t finished.

I sprayed down the driveway until the cement looked like new.

Andrew still hadn’t finished.

He turned to me and said, "Did you know that this thing only cost $3?  And it’s a five year supply!"

I finally gave up procrastinating and decided to help out.  I’ve waxed cars before.  It is torture in its highest form.  So this was truly a sacrifice for me.

I grabbed a soft towel, applied some elbow grease, and began to rub the dried wax off of the car.  

An hour later, Andrew said, "$3 for a ten year supply?  That’s probably the best deal I’ve ever gotten from Walmart!"

Two hours later, the "wax off" jokes began to wear a little thin.  In my defense, humor is my self defense mechanism and my arms were sore, my back was killing me, and we were finishing this task up by the light of the street lamps.  The only chance I had of getting any relief at all was by cracking many, many, MANY crude, poorly assembled jokes.  So sue me.

Finally, FINALLY, we finished up at around 9:30. 

PM!

GARRRRGHHHH!!!

But I gotta admit, that Yaris is looking great.  If you need me, I’ll be crashed out in bed and chock full of tylenol! 

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No, Humor-Blogs.com.  You may not borrow the car Saturday night! 

Recently, I chose to open up to you and discuss briefly my ongoing battle with depression.  Living with depression isn’t easy, especially when there are other people in your life depending on your ability to function.  My children look up to me.  They need me.  Without me, they would subsist solely on mini wheat bagels and honey sandwiches.  They need me to hold them and laugh with them.  They need me to give them baths and dig clean clothes out of the laundry pile for them.  They need me to build waterparks for them.  But mostly, they need to see me smile.

And nothing would make me smile more than for you to vote for me in this week’s Mattress Police Caption Contest!  That’s right folks, I am once again nominated, mostly because I am consistently funny.  Though I am told that at times I can be downright amusing.  The contest runs through Thursday and the big winner will be announced on Friday.  Just look for "Fold My Laundry Please" on the voting ballot and click on the little bubble to the left and click on the "Vote" bar at the bottom of the ballot.  It’s just that easy!

Now this contest is not to be confused with voting for standings at Humor-Blogs.com.  Although I wouldn’t hate it if you voted for me on both things. 

So go on over and vote for Fold My Laundry Please!  If you won’t do it for me, then, please, do it for the children!

*On a serious note, depression is nothing to laugh at.  For more information about dealing with depression or helping a loved one through it, check out Depression.com.  It’s filled with treatment options, facts about medications, what to expect at doctor’s visits, and simple day to day living.*

I can’t believe how fast Aubrey is growing up!  She’s turning into quite the little independent person!

My husband likes to play a little game.  Whenever he gets bored, he calls me over to his computer and tricks me into watching clips from sad movies.  And I fall for it.  Every time.  And then I spend the next half hour or so sobbing uncontrollably and wiping absently at my runny nose with a shredded piece of tissue because it was the last one in the box.  I think he does it to let me know I need to add tissues to my shopping list. 

Well today, it was this set of videos.

I’m warning you now, ‘cause I like you, GET YOUR TISSUES READY! 

The one that got me the worst was My Girl.  The instant I saw her sitting on the stairs watching the funeral of her friend, I burst into tears!  It was a full on flood, I tell you.  In fact, I’ve only watched that movie one time ever, because that scene positively haunts me.  And it wasn’t in these clips, but the end scene at the river in Big Fish turns me into a teary, snotty puddle every time.  You’d think I’d get over it after the first 50 or so times watching it, but apparently not. 

I seem to have made a habit of irrational reactions to movies.  

So tell me, what movie gets your wet works really going?

Summer time is in full swing and it’s that time of year again…water park season!  If you find yourself in the Salem area, come on down to Spincycle Park at La Casa del Laundry!

 Home of the Sprayalator!

Are you big enough to brave The Sprayalator’s 15 squiggly, wiggly spraying heads?

Of course you are! 

It’s too much fun to resist!

And don’t forget about the pool!

Ocean-like wave action every 10 minutes, whether you like it or not!

So come on down, strut your stuff…

…and have fun…

…until your fingers are pruny…

…and you’re covered in goosebumps!

Small children allowed only when mom isn’t paying more attention to her camera than her babies!

We’ll be expecting you!