Xena puked on
Hailey’s zebra print blanket about a week ago. Today she decided
that the blanket better be washed so it wouldn’t be stained – dog
grass green puke and all. I should also point out that this blanket
has been tucked away and not being used (out of sight, out of mind.)
Now, being that
today was an extremely busy day, this was perfect timing to wash the
blanket. Except the blanket didn’t fit in my washing machine. So,
bless our neighbour, she has an extra large twin tub. This twin tub
is large enough to bath a six year old child!
We got the blanket
(probably weighs 20 lbs dry) into the tub, filled it with soap and
water and the green, grass, dog puke stained blanket. It’s
on its way to being fresh and clean.
This is while the
bread is rising and I am gardening because it’s not raining.
Ok, I’ve mentioned
that the dry blanket weighs about 20 lbs....add 30 gallons of water
to that. Add to that the fact the blanket does not fit into the
spinner.
Two women must now
man-handle the soaking wet blanket and try to get as much water out
as possible.
But, wait, it still
needs to be rinsed.
Repeat above but add
this mental picture:
Hailey grabs one end
of the 50 lb blanket. I grab the other end of the blanket. She
says, “run so we get outside before it drips all over the floor”.
Ok, I’m in flip flops, wet floor and am having flashbacks to my
broken leg in August. But, in keeping Thing 3 happy, I run.
We make it from the
neighbour’s yard to our car port. We are both soaking wet. We are
hanging on for dear life to a 50 lb wet blanket because Hailey tells
me, “don’t you dare let my blanket touch the ground”. Gotta
keep Thing 3 happy.
Now, we are trying
to twist this 50 lb blanket to get as much water out as possible. I
can hardly hang onto this blanket. Hailey has one end, I’m
twisting the other. Hailey has a moment of brilliance. She
straddles the blanket while hanging onto one end and I hang on to the
other. With her thighs of steel, she begins to squeeze the water out
of the blanket. There was a bit of jump and squeeze – it seemed to
be some sort of yoga/gym type exercise. I can’t be sure but she
did have to go put on dry clothes.
She also wanted to have us
squeeze the blanket out by pushing our butts together with the blanket between but that just
seemed wrong on so many levels.
This is a picture of Hailey's wet, hairy pants after the thighs of steel workout.
I think I peed
myself because I was watching this from behind. I haven’t laughed
that hard in a long time and it is a true blessing that no one
witnessed this event to make a video recording. So to all my special
readers (the two or three of you), you will have to use your
imaginations.
The blanket is clean...will probably take a week to dry but it is clean.
