Monday, May 9
Raising the Towel Bar
Hubby (aka The Amazing Foldo): Is this a rag?
Me: No, I still use that towel. It's one of my favorites!
Hubby: It should be a rag.
Me: But I like them when they get all broken in.
Hubby: Where does this blue towel go?
Me: We got those blue towels as a wedding gift 20 years ago and you still don't know where they go?
Hubby: We got these blue towels as a wedding gift 20 years ago and you think the problem is that I still don't know where they go?
Me: What are you insinuating?
Hubby: What about these flowered ones? Rags.
Me: No! Those were Aunt Noni's.
Hubby: You realize how old that makes these towels, don't you? No one knew who Elvis was when these were new.
Me: You didn't put the dogwood pattern towels in the rags, did you? Mother and Dad got those when they were first married! I love those.
Hubby: You mean these sheer rectangles? These were towels? Why don't you use the new towels I bought? They're great!
Me: They're so fuzzy.
Hubby: Towels are supposed to be fuzzy! Clearly a concept you are unacquainted with.
Me: Just let me fold the towels. You fold all those rags in that other basket.
Hubby: Rags?! Those are my gym clothes!