Dirty Laundry

So where should I start....


You all know my dryer broke down just after Christmas, and I have yet to purchase another one, because A I hate spending money, and B I have no money to spend..



shit...



Anyway, after spring break I have a back load of laundry because frankly, I have not done shit all week, ask the hubs he will verify this in writing.




I am tired of stiff things..now don't get my wrong, I appreciate stiff things once in a while, like a drink or dead animal...But I do miss nice hot fluffy towels..







So I did the unthinkable Saturday.







This hoe went to the local laundromat.







I have never step foot in this laundromat ever, well I have never really spent any length of time in ANY for that matter.







So Blondie and I go up for some mother daughter bonding time, and we walk in and I totally have no idea what to do. I can not tell the washers from dryers and I did not know where to find quarters..







Once my kin showed me where all the stuff was..she goes with my mom once in a while so she knows how shit is done. I had no idea how to work the machines when i got in.







I mean the washers seemed like they were manufactured the first year washers came out..All the directions were rubbed off the lid, so it was by guess and by God.







Whilst in the cleaning clothes facility I felt as though everyone was staring at us. My daughter and I were the only Caucasians in there...I felt out numbered.







No one was watching their tots, there were a bunch of teeny tiny Mexican babies putting themselves in dryers and shutting the doors..







None of the parents were giving a shit.







As I was emptying out my linens from the dryer so I could fold them, one of these tiny babies was trying to help me unload my clean clothes with their dirty hands.







I told her to go away...







So she went back in the dryer and closed the door.







Now I normally don't take such precision in folding clothes, I mostly just try and make due, because I am going to be ironing them before wear anyway..







BUT since I felt the need to impress all the natives, I took my time and folded them like I was folding my military duds.







I have decided that warm, fluffy linens are WAY over rated...







I will not ever step foot in another laundromat as long as I live..







Oh the shame....







Im gonna hang dry my shit like I been doing for the last 2 months, cause thats how I roll..and if its good enough for the cave men, its good enough for me.







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This Tuesday, April Fools Day will mark my 13th wedding anniversary...







Look here we are that day,,





























































And look, here is me and my lesbian pal whom was the maid of honor, or best man, however she wants to be referred as...I don't know..












































Yeah....Look how young we look....



As compared to this..









































Oh, and my present is a trip to a nice hot place this fall...

Can we say Hawaii bitches?