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Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Oh the Joys of being Married to Me...

...just a glimpse into what Catherine has to put up with:

Like the angel she is, she spent most of the day doing all our laundry. When folding the dry clothes, she noticed that I have quite the collection of socks that don't have a match.





2 comments:

Little Megs said...

hahahaha! In all my years of laundry-doing, I've never found an answer to that eternal question: Where do all the socks go??? You're not alone buddy.

Melanie said...

That was about the only advantage of Ben getting married... My other boys let me buy their socks, and I bought them all the same - Spencer's with gray toes and Jared's without. Spencer's black socks with gold toes, Jared's without. Every three socks from either the white batch or the colors batch included a match. An occasional stray, was saved for when another stray appeared, or when one had to be tossed because of a hole.

How about it Ben? Make it easier on your wife!