DH likes to do laundry. I'll pause here for a moment while you swoon.
A few days ago he brought home this little gadget:
The knitter in me thought, "Ah ha! Perfect for machine-washing hand-knit socks;" however, the package says it's for washing lingerie. Perfect for those matching bra and pantie sets! This totally cracked me up. Matching socks I've got, but I don't remember ever buying matching underwear. When you're mammarily challenged, you don't get a lot of choices, underwear-wise. You're just happy to find stuff that fits. Besides, I'm old school. I don't like my underwear pretending it's outerwear, so who's going to know my skivvies don't match?
It doesn't matter anyway. If I were to start sporting matching underwear DH might get suspicious about cabana boys, but since we have neither cabanas nor the boys to go with them here in our town home complex, he has nothing to worry about. Besides, there's nothing sexier than a husband who does laundry. Don't worry honey--I probably have cabana boys on the brain right now because it's 66℉ here in Denver. Not exactly hand-knit sock weather, so I guess the little laundry gadget won't be getting much of a workout.
Reminder--there's only three days left to enter my digital scale giveaway.