Yep, that's me. I've been touring some blogs today on the subject of Lovely Laundry. I can't see it. Really. I can't find anything lovely about laundry. I have two boys. I love them. They smell. My daughter does her own laundry. I love her, I never know when she smells. I always have Mount Laundrymenjaro to climb and I never ever have moments of peace and tranquility while doing it. Am I missing a ministry moment? I don't think so. I'll be fine. My family will be fine. And I can feel quite lovely without loving laundry. Mind you, with a laundry room that looks like this, I might find a way to love laundry a bit more. So to all my friends who find laundry lovely, God Bless you. I find organizing lovely. I find other ways to express lovely. Laundry, just ain't it.
