Monday, March 1, 2010

MRS. BIRD DOES THE LAUNDRY

Mrs. Bird is a laundry genius except for one thing, forgetting to check the pockets of her husband's pajamas. His pajamas are black and grey stripes so they are washed with the black clothes. (Mrs. Bird wears a lot of black--I don't know if I've ever seen her in any other color of pants.) So, when she is loading the washer with all the black clothes, instead of checking the pajama pockets she is thinking, Do I have any more black pants that need washing, and while the washer fills with water she dashes upstairs to check.

Later, when she opens the washer to put the clothes in the dryer she is faced with--once again--little bits of Kleenex ALL OVER THE BLACK CLOTHES. Usually she stands there for a minute and then, after she has sighed a bunch of times, she takes every item out, shakes them, and then, after depositing a billion bits of Kleenex all over the laundry room floor, she picks little bits of Kleenex that didn't get shaken off the clothes and rewashes them.

The other day she had had it. She put every item in a laundry basked, stormed upstairs, hollered for her husband and by the time he came she was outside with a chair and the leaf blower.

"Hi, Honey," he said, going to the open slider. "What's up." With Mrs. Bird for a wife it could be anything.
"Just come out here and hold this." She shoved a pair of black and white pants into his hands. Then she turned on the leaf blower and blew the pants until they were mostly only black. She did that with each piece of clothing he held up. She had him drape the wet clothes over the back of the chair.

By about the second item of leaf-blown clothing Mrs. Bird's husband is laughing. He is laughing so hard he can hardly stand up to hold the clothes.

"Don't you dare laugh, you Kleenex-pajama-pocket-man, you."

This made him laugh harder.

Then Mrs. Bird looked up to see her back-door neighbor, opened mouthed, watching them.

"I thought of telling her what we were doing," she told me, "but it would have taken too long and I had laundry to do. Besides that, maybe she thought we had invented a new way to dry clothes and I wanted to see if she'd try the same thing later in the week."

After all the clothes were leaf blown, her now wheezing husband took the leaf blower away from her and blew all the bits of Kleenex out of her hair and off her clothes. Then she did the same for him. The neighbor now had her hand to her chest.

"I don't think she could see the bits of Kleenex from her yard," Mrs. Bird said. Then she smiled. When Mrs. Bird smiles the whole room lights up. In this case it was the whole back yard. Birds came out to sing. Mrs. Bird's husband put his arms around her and give her a big hug and then he took the chair back in the house, she took the laundry back downstairs to be rewashed and I got a blog post out of it.

Aren't you glad I'm her Visiting Teacher? I will have new Mrs. Bird stories every month. Long live Visiting Teaching--and Mrs. Bird--and her laughing, wheezing, amused husband. And may the back-door neighbor realize what a choice position she is in. There are bored people all over the world who would trade places with her, I'm sure of it.

10 comments:

Betsy said...

Too funny! I've had the kleenex run through the washer before...awful. Mr and Mrs Bird...how adorable. ha. if he doesn't behave you can always peck him. ;)

Karen Deborah said...

let me know if her neighbor posts a for sale sign.
hilarious!

Pam Warren said...

I can see Mrs. Bird doing this! What a lucky man Mr. Bird is to have such an amusing wife. How wonderful he laughs at her antics. Life is good at the Bird house...and all around the neighborhood.

TeamGornold said...

i miss your blogs about you... you need to do that more... mrs. bird is great and all, but she's not you.
love you and perhaps i just miss you. :)

Nickie said...

Tell Mrs. Bird to be glad it wasn't a crayon in his pocket that she didn't discover until the clothes came out of the dryer. That has happened here....TWICE!!! It's Ethan's clothes too, only his. I think I will just sew London's pants pockets shut, then she'll never know...bwa ha ha ha (evil laugh)
Loves!

Julie Harward said...

That is too funny...staying tuned! :D

Laura ~Peach~ said...

giggles!!!!!!!!

Lee @ The Way I See It said...

That story is just priceless! I can't wait to hear more!

Mental P Mama said...

Oh how I want to go to dinner at the Bird's!

tearese said...

I'm glad her husband laughed instead of getting mad. I ALWAYS get kleenex in my laundry! I pull off the biggest pieces as I transfer it to the dryer, and usually the rest goes into the lint filter and isn't on the clothes when they're done.