Ed had all his hunting clothes piled by the laundry room...so what would any normal woman do...Yep, I washed them because looking at a pile of blaze orange is not my favorite decoration. So tonight, when he got home he asked me with wide eyes...
"Did you wash my hunting clothes?" - him
"Yes." - me
"With soap?" - him
"um, yeah, that's how I wash clothes." - me
"Noooo...you don't wash hunting gear with soap." -him
"Oh, why? They turned out nice." -me
"because then they smell like soap and I will never get a deer." - him
"Oh, sorry. I didn't think they smelled great when they came out so I almost washed them again. I don't think you have to worry." - me
Oops! But maybe next time he shouldn't pile them in the laundry room with jeans, flannel shirts, and socks...but, I do know now...at least for the moment.
Second, I posted my last Grace without spell checking and got distracted right after hitting publish. So I apologize for all the spelling errors. I think I fixed them now.
On a positive note...I made a last minute dinner recipe tonight and everyone loved it. It included spinach, noodles, cheese, and red sauce. I will post it soon. Ed and I watched our picky eater Henry eat it with no problem and we were happy.