Talking Dirty...

Laundry - that is...

(It's Monday morning. Did you really think I would be going there this early in the week? Clean it up, gang.)

Having two active men in the News Readin' household has left me with lots of dirty boy, gym laundry. Ick. Other than burning the multitudes of mesh shorts, there seems to be no detergent that gets them really clean.

Enter, Win Detergent.



The official detergent of the US Olympics Team? Say no more.

Have to say, I've been pretty impressed with the results.


Yours in Achieving Laundry Gold Medal Glory,

Mrs. News Readin'



Stay Tuned. More at 11.

Some houseguests...

...do not stink after three days.

We are into week four of my brother's 13 week stay in Casa de News Readin'. So far - so good.

He has fixed a broken latch on our exterior front door, re-wired some old two-prong outlets and re-caulked our guest shower. Oh, and incredibly he knows how to take out the garbage, wipe down the counters, start dinner (without step-by-step instructions delivered by cell) and replace the paper towels.

On Thursday I came home and he was vacuuming. Without being asked to do so. Seriously.

Maybe he shouldn't be the man in this house to move out in 10 weeks.
Just kidding. (Not really.)


Stay tuned. More at 11.

News Readin's Attempt to Go Green

The News Readin' household does its fair share of dry cleaning - especially with Mr. News Readin's many costume changes and my inability to buy more Dryel sheets.

Mr. News Readin' although, a fabulous dropper(er)-off(er) of drycleaning - is not so great at what do with the plastic coverings once he decides to wear that garment for a full day of news reading.

I usually come home to find them strewn on our bedroom floor. (Yes. I agree. His obvious aversion to the recycling bin might be a great topic for an Oprah show - being the Best Life Whatever Week / I Can't Believe I let My Producers Talk Me Into This Topic Again and all.)

In my effort to green up a bit around these parts, I've invested in these:

The Green Garmento.

A garment bag for your freshly dry cleaned garments and that you can use to drop off laundry in, as well. Made of 100% fully biodegradable materials - it eliminates the plastic coverings and reduces the icky chem smell from your clothes.

Some dry cleaners have started using these across the board for all of their customers. Ours is not quite there yet - so I had to buy these directly from the website. You can score a free bag if you provide your dry cleaner's contact info and they're not using the Green Garmento.

Don't worry, I've already sent a very nice letter suggesting a more chic color palette and the availability of monogramming.

I'm all about participating in saving the environment - but a girl has to look cute doing it.


More at 11.

Domesticated help

Or the lack thereof...

I went to change our bed linens the other night and this is what I found:



That would be one Lazy Dog and her partner in crime, Sneaky Cat.

I know they lack opposable thumbs, but the least they could do is tidy up before hopping in for a nap.

We have paid hundreds of dollars over the years for beds with fleece liners, with bolsters, with microfiber covers...but they all pale in comparison to our bed and the couch in the den.



At least Putter humored me by looking pitiful. The damn cat didn't even open her eyes.


Stay tuned. Part II of our ongoing in-depth investigation of the Mommy Mafia is up next.

Black Hole Bust

Yay! We made it...

So pleased we didn't get sucked into a black hole last night. That would have been awful.

And I'm really glad I didn't postpone picking up the dry cleaning. Don't get me wrong - I toyed with the idea.

I figured if it all went bad, then at least I wouldn't be out $200 in chemical laundering - because I'm too lazy to buy more Dryel sheets.

But then I thought, what if we start getting sucked in and the only person to cover it is Mr. News Readin'?

His Big Break and he wouldn't have a lightly starched, white Thomas Pink shirt waiting for him in the closet?!

Ughh. I would be hurling myself into the damn hole to escape the complaining.

We now return to our regularly scheduled program.