Thought for the Day


"Oh, it is wonderful to know that our Heavenly Father loves us - even with all our flaws! His love is such that even should we give up on ourselves, He never will. We see ourselves in terms of yesterday and today. Our Heavenly Father sees us in terms of forever. Although we might settle for less, Heavenly Father won't, for He sees us as the glorious beings we are capable of becoming."

- Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Red, Yellow, and Blue....

Do any of you remember the old Primary song, "The Primary Colors?" It goes like this:
The Primary Colors are 1, 2, 3
Red, Yellow, and Blue
Each has a message for you and me
Each has a symbol (?) true.
Red is for courage to do what is right
Yellow's for (something - I can't remember)
Blue is for Purity in thought and deed.
We will be happy for this is our creed.

Remember this? Well, it is the song I've been singing all weekend as I've been doing my laundry. Why, you ask? I can answer that best by changing the words in the Primary song. Here is my version.

Steph's white laundry is 1, 2, 3
Ocre, chartruis, and Pink
Each has a message for you and me
Each is a blunder true!
Ocre's when brown rug is washed with your whites
Chartruis is for bleach that didn't work quite right.
Pink is for dye remover that's making me scared
We will check washers before we put clothes in.

Wow, that was an odd song!
I will explain in more detail. Thursday morning, I put a load of whites into the washer, I didn't get it put into the dryer until the evening. And when I opened that washer and saw that my whites were all yellow (ocre to be more exact) I started to cry (it had been a tough day).
I called a friend who brought me some bleach and let the clothes soak in that overnight. While I poured the bleach into the washer, it started to come out of the bottom of the washer. I'm not sure why and really didn't care at that point. I just wanted to stop the bleach from getting all over the floor and seeping into the carpet a few inches away. I grabbed two towels and later realized that the bleach ate 2 huge holes in the towels.
I'm surprised that our little family didn't die of some sort of gaseous poisening in the night.
Well, the next morning everything was still yellow only more of a chartruis (I know that my spelling is horrible). I had to help set up the Church for a thingy and while I was there a friend told me about the Rit dye having a dye remover. So on my way home I picked some up and threw it in with the clothes (minus the bleach). I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach when everything immediately turned pink - some things were even a bright pink. But I let it all soak. I prefer pink over yellow anyway - what could it hurt?!
After a few hours, most everything was white again! YEAH!!! There is a faint pink hint to some things though.

It's amazing how something like laundry that is so miniscule in the grand scheme of things can really affect your moods, emotions, and blood pressure! :)

3 comments:

Blake said...

Don't ever say that you're not an example to me. Because you are. You're a great example and a "don't-ever-do-this" example. Thank you for my laugh of the day.

Mela said...

glad you finally got your whites white again.

Heidi said...

LOL - you goof-ball!