FFFFFFFFFFFFF aaaaaaahhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrederleedo.
Okay, this is about to get ril gross, or you’re a completely normal person like me. Maybe.
And it’s a poll, so saddle up.
Do you separate your laundry?
As in – do you separate your whites from your colors? OR do you separate your loads by people? (Bridget, I’m looking at you.) ORRRR, and this is the kicker: do you separate your undies from your kitchen towels? (Bridget, looking at at you again.)
You guys, no. I never have. I never have.
I’m going to let you all simmer in disgust for a bit if you need.
Listen, let me just clarify something. There have been times when I’ve noticed a bunch of white bath towels in a heap in my ONE LAUNDRY BASKET, so I’ll focus on those. Like, I’ll pick those out and throw them in. Whites and off whites. But if it’s a normal day and I’m just living my life, it all goes in. Willy nilly and frilly. It all just goes. Nothing has ever bled (besides a BLUE CRAYON, WILL), so I’ve never stressed it.
Is this disgusting? I mean, it’s laundry. It’s all getting spin and spun and rinsed and washed and rested and spun again. It’s fine.
And while I’m at it, of course I just put it all on “normal” – I have zero time to figure out the rest of those settings.
Who’s in my camp? No, I do not have lice, why do you ask?
I suppose I should go ahead and ask you how often you clean your beauty blender while we’re doing this.
You know, the little sponge that you use to blend your beauty. How often do you wash that thing? Do you wash it every night after it’s fulfilled its daily blending purposes, or do you wait until it looks like a feature character in an episode of Ren and Stimpy?
I washed mine yesterday. NO, not for the first time, you sicko. But it had, uh . . . been a while. And I swear to you there was more foundation in that walnut-sized sponge than in the Seine river. Look, I wasn’t too bad at math in school but this does not work out.
Tell me often I need to be washing this sponge so that I can immediately forget.
I have something else to admit. (you’re lit-rally unable to handle this post, I can fully tell.)
I don’t even know what that chaco taco thing is. Sorry, was.
I have chaco sandals, does that count?!
And I just googled it – CHOCO. See? I have no idea. Was it a Taco Bell thing? Or something you bought at a grocery store? We have still those drumstick ice cream things, I think everyone can simmer down.
I’m great this morning, why do you ask?
I think I might need one of those mini globes.
Not a globe of the world, but a disco globe. (this post took a turn indeed.) This thing. How pretty is that! But I need honest input from those of you who have mini disco globes in your homes. Is it calming or annoying? I always see photos of the pretty reflections on walls bouncing around and I think, “I might need that. It’s lovely.” But is it? Or do you feel like you’re having vertigo or a stroke?
And if you do have one, tell me the best size. It can’t look like something on That ’70s Show, you guys.
Weekend plans?
The weather is going to be phenom. Upper 70s and low 80s. Read that a few times if you need to be soothed. We have Arkansas friends coming to town! We’ll sit patio side, swim a bit, hang at our place, eat some pimento cheese and no-churn peach ice cream. (<–shooting that one for you!) We’ve had a lot of rain this week and my yards have mostly popped back and I am filled with utter #coastalgrandma joy. Just try to love it.
From this week, in case you missed it! It’s only one post. Seared Zucchini with Pine Nuts and Fresh Mint. Unbelievably simple and the flavors are ridiiiiic.
Okay also, I started Book Lovers last night and I am already completely swallowed. It’s great! I need more summer book suggestions. And also your separated or non-separated laundry input.
Oh boy, here we go.
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