
You know how here I said that if Mike were around there'd be more dirty laundry? Well, ask and watch how quickly it shows up! Seriously! So what if Mike is in the Caribbean? He MAILED HOME some DIRTY LAUNDRY, Y'ALL.
(Fortunately he addressed it to himself - not to me, who mighta thought she was getting a sweet little care package - and he also remembered to say "don't feel like you have to open it or anything..." pfft.)
Please see this brief post below. I'm trying to get this settled quickly, y'all, so work with me here.
http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/677099/4745512
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He. Did. Not... That's worse than calling you by your daughter's name!!!
That reminds me about college. The first week in college, my mom sent me a package. What was in it? Towels. That's it. Just towels. No note, no candy, no card. Just towels. I never received another package from her in college.
I will count my blessings that they were clean.
I'd be mean and pay $$ to have something fed-ex'd to him overnight with a package of dirty material, and by dirty I mean something hot, and sexy with a note that read, "I believe you've lost that lovin' feelin'. Here's what a REAL package of dirty laundry should be!"
k-bye
I'm with Momrn2--considering what postage cost me at Christmas time, it's hard to imagine that it was worth it to mail it home!
On another note, though, my dad--in the 50's--used to send his dirty laundry home from college, by train, from Illinois to Ohio, every week, to his mom, who would wash it and send it back, by train, every week!
(And how many prepositions can I fit into one sentence and still make sense?!)









If I got packages like that very often, I wouldn't be so in love with my UPS man!
Mary, who actually only loves one man