My boss just got flowers delivered from her son-- for no reason. During our conversation, it came out that he brings his shirts over to her house each week so she can iron them. He is 27 years old! Now they are talking about it on the phone because she wants him to bring them earlier so she isn't ironing at 10 pm on a Sunday. I am really out of touch with what people's parents do for them.

Today is a fucking Tino Day if ever there were one. DST is messing with my AM flow. Then I found out that some asshole with an ISP in China hacked my gmail to spam my address book. Huh. That's effective, dickwad.

AND my classroom is all jacked because we have state testing for high school exit in my room starting tomorrow (and we had SATs here last saturday). It's making my kids all uncomfortable and antsy.

"Dean" would be either a bright green or a sparkly chrome.

See, I kinda think "Dean" would be matte black with sparkly chrome bits.

No shit, Sophia! Dude, take 'em to the cleaners! Learn to iron.

My mom would laugh hysterically at the notion. Even if I were a son, not a daughter.

Oh, Burrell, have I told you that you might like Nubar's Purple Beach? Here's a better descript of it.

have you had that permanence problem with Sam (I can't actually type that without smiling)

I can't read it without snickering.

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See, I kinda think "Dean" would be matte black with sparkly chrome bits.

I would *so* wear that. Shiny!

I kinda think "Dean" would be matte black with sparkly chrome bits.

That's a Dean I could partake of. And as a DeanGirl, well, that's how I vote.

My mother doesn't even like it when I let their cleaning lady do my laundry. Like she'd ever touch it.

In OTHER news, Cass tells me that the nail polish round robin is coming to me. If any LAistas would like to see what's in the box and add their own (and take some out too), we should arrange a time to get together to do it once it arrives.

ALSO I'm trying to order food for Noah and Grace's party. Which is fun and stressful and good. I think I mailed invites to everyone, but if I didn't, it's because I'm a flake (burrell, I'm pretty sure I mailed one to you... did you get it?)

I'm so tired and worn out.

My mom would laugh hysterically at the notion. Even if I were a son, not a daughter.

Hell, yeah. I had friends in college who talked about going home on the weekends and having their moms do their laundry--all they had to do was put the bag of clothes next to the washer, and it was done by Sunday night. I, OTOH, had to do my own; Mom just provided the machines and the laundry soap.

Then again, I airdry so many of my shirts that I prefer to do my own when I go to Mom's for vacation, otherwise, I'd end up with shrunken tops.

I did the family laundry starting when I was like 10. And now I generally won't throw my stuff in with theirs (when I was visiting) because I have princess issues (cold water/no drier). I can only imagine asking my mother to iron for me!

Edit: In my family, everyone irons their own stuff right before wearing whatever it is. Except my father, who got his shirts laundered, so they were ironed for him! Not that hard.

My mother will do my laundry when she's here visiting, despite the fact that I ask/tell her not to.

Actually, let me amend that-- I'll do the laundry, but she'll commandeer the folding because she knows I hate doing it. I still tell her to leave it alone, but she's incapable of doing so so I just gracefully acquiesce and try to make sure as much of it as possible is done before she comes to visit.