Best possible outcome for your sister, Burrell. I'm always available to talk about cancer and chemo and I have a lot of experience translating cancer jargon.
And we live to fight another day.
Mal ,'Objects In Space'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ginger - Jul 21, 2013 5:51:42 pm PDT #29904 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
-t - Jul 21, 2013 6:02:33 pm PDT #29905 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I'm glad you can be there to help her, Burrell.
When I used to go to laundromats I'd fold there, partially because they had nice big tables to fold on. Now my washer and dryer are in the garage and I fold the clean clothes in the living room and don't check "Laundry" off of my To Do list until it's all put away. Sometimes this means I have a basket full of clean clothes sitting unfolded in the living room for days, but in general it's an okay system.
Amy - Jul 21, 2013 6:13:39 pm PDT #29906 of 30001
Because books.
My favorite thing ever was the little laundry around the corner from our first apartment in New York, on Second Ave. If you took laundry and washed it, you could have the women there dry it and fold it for ridiculously cheap.
meara - Jul 21, 2013 6:20:22 pm PDT #29907 of 30001
His shorts could be PATCHWORK PLAID. (My dad has a pair.)
Hah. Madras!!
Burrell that sounds really tough. I hope you can get the support you need to be helpful (and I hope we can maybe help with that if possible!)
I don't laundromat but I do fold right out of the dryer...and then the piles live on my floor or in the laundry basket (at which point the dirty clothes can't go in there, so they end up all over the floor)
Lee - Jul 21, 2013 6:21:56 pm PDT #29908 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Best possible outcome for your sister, Burrell. I'm always available to talk about cancer and chemo
Seconding both parts of this
Really? The doves in my yard never go up to the feeders, they just eat on the ground.
Mine eat on the ground, but they have started hanging out on the fence and picking on the other birds, and each other.
Ginger - Jul 21, 2013 6:23:19 pm PDT #29909 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
they have started hanging out on the fence and picking on the other birds, and each other.
They seem to have missed that "bird of peace" memo.
Lee - Jul 21, 2013 6:29:42 pm PDT #29910 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Definitely not carrying any olive branches.
-t - Jul 21, 2013 6:39:28 pm PDT #29911 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, yeah, there was a place in Metairie that would wash and fold and charged by the pound which worked out to be quite a good deal. I always felt strangely guilty about using that service, though. Maybe not guilty but - other people literally seeing my dirty laundry always troubled me. I am not entirely comfortable with dry cleaning, either.
I only have two or three doves at a time, and they are reasonably peaceful although they do somehow give the impression that they rule the yard. I don't think they read their press. The jays, otoh, will harass everyone. And, of course, that one time I had the hawk drop by all the other birds hid very effectively.
Vortex - Jul 21, 2013 6:45:30 pm PDT #29912 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I kinda miss my wash and fold. I could drop it off on my way to work and pick it up on my way home. It was nice.
Amy - Jul 21, 2013 6:50:41 pm PDT #29913 of 30001
Because books.
That's right, it was by the pound! I still can't believe how cheap it was. It felt so indulgent, but it was so incredible that we could afford it, no way was I passing it up.