Thursday, August 23, 2007

The Things He Carries With Him

For some reason the pockets in Christian's clothes are magnets for odds and ends. Most people lose things in their washing machine and dryer, but in our house we gain things. I have been accused of being bossy and a nag on way too many occasions so, when tolerable, I try to keep my mouth shut. I am rarely able to do so when it comes to the things left behind in the pockets of dirty clothes. I can't conceptualize why emptying pockets before placing something in the laundry room is a task entirely too challenging for an adult to master. But it is and, consequently, the top of our dryer looks like the contents of a bag lady's basement by the end of the week. I am still dealing with the millions of tiny pellets (either a berry, bead, or animal excrement) that Christian brought back in the pockets of a pair of cargo shorts he had with him in Costa Rica. Frankly, I am not even sure how he made it through customs. The oddest part is that he has no recollection of how he came to be in possession of these unidentifiable pellets. Most recently,the contents of the pockets included a uniball rollergel pen (now unusable), which may or may not have stained other clothes along for the ride, and a Paul Frank pin/button about the size of nickel that says 'volume' and has a picture of a volume knob on it. I can't even imagine where such things come from.

It has been a long week around here. We are looking forward to the weekend. Here are some pictures of La Luz goofing off earlier tonight:


Christian said...

The pin said "turn it to 11" in Spinal Tap fashion. Thanks for finding that for me. I thought I lost it. I love that pin.

I still have no idea where those berries came from?????

lindavaicius said...

Hey Julie, I think its a Vaicius thing because I just washed my visa card last week, also Gedy always washes his markers and paycheck stub,Hmmmm.

Love & Miss all of you,