Confessions: Laundry

Before we discuss laundry, let me be perfectly honest with you.

This is not my laundry basket. How do we know this?

First, we don't have a dog. (My cat could totally take this dog.)

Second, the laundry in the basket is folded. Mine is rarely folded. And by rarely I mean never.

Finally...

See the floor? The one without any dog hair despite the fact that a dog obviously lives in this house? My floor is not that clean. Ever. (Hello? I have two children and a cat!)

Now that I've gotten that cleared up, let's talk about laundry.

I hate it.

The problem with laundry doesn't start with the sorting. I don't mind that. Or the washing. Or even the drying. It's all the steps that come after the first three. You know - the folding, the hanging up and, mostly... the putting away of the clean clothes.

I make promises to myself quite often about this laundry situation.

"I promise this week will be different. I will keep up with the laundry."

Sometimes I successfully make it to Tuesday with this goal!

So, I have a question for all of you.

How many of you will be honest enough to admit that your family selects their clothes from the laundry basket each morning?

I'm not alone in this, right?

Spring in Texas

I said Texas - not taxes. We're not going to talk about taxes today.

Everyone knows that all things are bigger and better in Texas. And that Texans are right proud of our state.

But, sometimes it's just true. For instance...

I dare you to show me a prettier spring!

Told you so!

Easter Blessings!

Early on Sunday morning, as the new day was dawning, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went out to visit the tomb.

Suddenly there was a great earthquake! For an angel of the Lord came down from heaven, rolled aside the stone, and sat on it. His face shone like lightning, and his clothing was as white as snow.

The guards shook with fear when they saw him, and they fell into a dead faint.

Then the angel spoke to the women. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He isn’t here! He is risen from the dead, just as he said would happen. Come, see where his body was lying. (Matthew 28:1-6)

Sabbath Blessings