Adrian knows he has a crazy mother. It was confirmed today in the laundromat. For some strange reason, I love to go there. I love to watch the clothes chase after each other in the dryer. So today I took a picture for the blog. It isn't here because it was hard to get a feeling of the chase. Adrian saw a flash go off on the other side of the room and knew exactly where I was.
I first fell in love with watching a dryer with Karen in Hawaii. We sat there for some time, giggling about how funny it looked. This was not the high point of the trip and we were not high. But it is the memory that comes back to me every time I wait for my clothes to be dry.
Aloooooo-ha
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