Monday, December 21, 2009

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when my husband and i first got married we almost got divorced. over one. navy. blue. sweater. a wool navy blue sweater to be exact. it is very difficult for me to find things that i like to wear. let alone an actual sweater. that's navy. and wool. and fits. it's like trying to find obama's birth certificate. anyway, one morning i awoke before work and planned to wear my coveted wool navy blue sweater. i couldn't find it anywhere. i rifled through every closet in the house. i even looked in the dirty laundry. and then it hit me. i remembered that my husband had just done the laundry. you know, that stuff happens when you first get married. i went downstairs to the line that we had put up to dry our clothes on instead of having to use the dryer. and. there. it. was. on the line. and about a size 0 -3 months. now, it was one of those things where i couldn't be upset with him because he did actually do the laundry. but everyone knows you don't put wool in the wash. it goes to the drycleaner. after i explained this to him he said i could go and get another sweater. oh, whatever. i was reminded of this incident this afternoon. as i was doing laundry. there in the dirty clothes was a pair of his suit pants. wool suit pants. hello. bueller. anyone.

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