My husband wears pink underwear

Imagine the hit's I'll get from that title!

There is a story behind that though. Isn't there always?

My husband is the big Italian macho type. So imagine how hard I laughed when he admitted to me that he had washed the kid's red velvet magician's cape with the whites.

We won't even mention the number of times that I have tried to explain to him the reason for washing whites, lights and darks separately. Some people must learn things for themselves. I wonder if he envisions himself in his flashy new pink underwear everytime he's sorting the laundry.

He's laughing about it now. He feels he's man enough to pull of the pink underwear thing. My son's on the other hand are having a harder time with it.

At first I found a few pairs of carefully folded socks on the floor. Never worn. Simply pulled out of the drawer and tossed aside in disgust.

DH and I were looking forward to the day Firstborn would confront us about the pink underwear, but surprisingly, it was Lastborn who seemed to have the bigger problem with the feminine article.

WHY did you put Pink socks in my drawer!

Talk to Daddy about that.

WHY did Daddy put pink socks in my drawer. I mean, why would he THINK I would WANT to wear pink socks. What! Is he Crazy?

No. He just has a problem sorting laundry. Besides, even his underwear is pink. He's still wearing it.

Daddy wears pink underwear? I've gotta see that. Wait! I don't have any pink underwear do I?

Yes, you have at least one pair of pink underwear.

WHY did you buy me Pink UNderwear?

I didn't! Daddy dyed them. He made a mistake. You'll live. Besides who's going to see your underwear? I hope no one's going to see your underwear. You don't go around kindergarten showing the kids your underwear do you?

No! What are you silly?

He was silent then.

But the next morning, I found a carefully folded pair of pink unworn socks in the hamper. We've made some progress. He's not just tossing them on the floor. Now, he's putting them in the hamper as fast as he can find them. Somehow, I don't think Lastborn feels he's man enough to pull off pink underwear.

spam title

I always like to share the hilarious subject lines from spam that I receive in my older email account. Usually, they are veiled references to erotica or random word strings. This one, however showed just how much the spammer knew about his client.

Subj: Casey, Clean freak -- this is for you

I just had to laugh.

Vacation Finds

A couple of weeks ago, I joined my friends from Mothers & More for a quiet kidless weekend away in Kittery Maine. Of course, what is there to do in Kittery Maine but shop. A couple of stores were rather entertaining. I wish I had gotten pictures.

First funny. A store with upscale decorating and art pieces. In one corner, stainless steel rods bent into inspirational words. Including love, laugh, create, inspire, floss.

Yes, that's right. Floss. It's a new inspirational saying. Imagine what you can do in this world if you just floss!

In another store, they must have heard that they had to carry toys. Because along a 5 foot stretch of wall they had some neatly arranged packages of figurines. Only two or three to choose from. The wall looked rather bare; like they searched and searched for appropriate toys, but could only find:
A figurine of Darth Vader
A figurine of the riddler
A figurine of Moses

I'm still trying to figure out exactly what message they are trying to convey with those three choices.