Wednesday, February 20, 2008

A Cry for Help


If this isn't one, I don't know what is.

Speaking of calling for help, if you don't hear from me in the next 48 hours, I have:

1. Fallen into the washing machine while trying to rescue that illusive "missing" sock.

2. Been overcome by toxic fabric softener sheet fumes.

3. Got eaten by the scary things that live in my sons closet.

4. Cannot type because the constant folding have rendered my arms useless.

In the event that any of these things should happen, please come quickly bearing chocolate or coffee, but preferably both.

6 comments:

mer said...

I am right there with you, friend. Just not bold enough to post a pic of my laundry explosion. Good luck. If I lived closer I'd bring you both chocolate and coffee, and help you fold.

Anonymous said...

Let me just share a little ditty that I sing to myself about my laundry. It is to the tune of that old Shower to Shower commercial. It goes like this:
A load of laundry a day
Keeps Mount Washmore away
Have you done your
Laundry today?!
I can't say that I've been all that successful in following through, but everybody needs a little music in their lives.
Love ya, K2

Sarah said...

That is so funny. I didn't even see you in the middle until I looked closer. Its somewhere between ISPY and one of those pictures you have to squint to see the image in the middle. Looks like my house! I found your blog through Musings of a Housewife. Beautiful site!

meh said...

Hold on Kellie, I will be there soon!!!!!

Lisa said...

You look exhausted! At first I didn't see you there...among all that laundry!!

Elaine A. said...

Love that picture - too good. I do feel like this myself some days... oh yes I do.

Hope you find the lost sock without peril! ; )