Not that I'd forgotten that it was Friday, I just forgot that it was Favorite Things Friday. Until I saw Shay's post in Google Reader, I'd not given any thought to writing a post today. So a few minutes of quiet contemplation were necessary (the caffeine needed to reach my brain) before I could come up with a favorite thing for today.
I've noticed that word "laundry" has been showing up pretty frequently in my posts lately. Probably because no matter how crazy our schedule is, a few loads have to be run each week. Delicate darks so I have work clothes, whites and lights so Drama Teen has school uniforms, greens so My Guy has clothes for work (he really likes green), then jeans and unmentionables. Laundry is never fun, but my least favorite thing about it is folding T-shirts and matching socks. I hate matching socks so much that I've been known on occasion to just leave them piled on the dryer and let everyone fend for themselves. However, Drama Teen has adopted a new fashion statement that has dramatically reduced the sock sorting time, she doesn't wear matching socks anymore. But since her socks look like this,
you don't notice. You are so blinded by the colors and patterns that your vision doesn't even register the fact that they don't match. For Christmas DT asked for new socks, the brighter the better. Grandma certainly obliged.
No two socks in that package matched, so you couldn't find a pair if you wanted to. So now, I'm off the hook on matching DT's socks. No more sorting through a pile of socks looking for a mate (which is more than likely still under her bed anyway). Now if I could just get My Guy to adopt that fashion statement, I wouldn't have to stand by the window in the laundry room trying to determine if I really have two black socks in my hand or if one them is really dark blue.
For much more rational favorite things, check out the links over at Quilting in my Pyjamas.