Wednesday, October 24, 2007

starch it

Michelle tried to help me iron my shirt this morning and sprayed way too much starch on it.

11 comments:

milo said...

heheh... nothing like a little starch to brighten the day.. or straighten your posture

Anonymous said...

Thanks; you brought back terrible memories that I've been trying to suppress.
When I was a little boy, everything was heavily starched - shirts, casual pants, like khakis, linen, AND underwear! No, your eyes aren't playing tricks on you.
My shirts were so stiff, I could literally hold my arms out, imitating a pre-pubescent Christ-on-a-cross, and the starch wouldn't crack.
I can still remember losing many battles that I had, trying to tuck those shirts into my pants, only to have the other side balloon out. Skinny little me would hobble around looking like the Michelin doll.
There were times that I would get so frustrated that I would burst into tears.
I'm assuming that Michelle used spray starch that, according to my mother, was the lazy woman's way of doing things. If the starch wasn't boiled on the stove - it wasn't starch.
I hope Michelle doesn't read this; you may walk in the door to a bubbling cauldron of the stuff, and Banjo and the cats hiding under the bed.
Good Luck!

Ramón

milo said...

what?! Ramon.. how old are you?
your mom made starch on the stove?

Anonymous said...

Don't GO there Grrlfren.......

Ramón

pork luck said...

ahahahhha... well, i doubt michelle will start using the cooked starch method.. she cant follow a recipe.

milo said...

hey now!! wait one minute...
i make fine jello

jamamay said...

STARCH??? WHY???

Anonymous said...

Yeah, but chicken McNugetts suspended in Jell-O is kinda creepy, Michelle.

Ramón

milo said...

this thread is too confusing for me

Anonymous said...

OK Michelle, let's break it down.
You put so much starch in poor Sarah's shirt, that she was walking around all day like she was sandwiched between one of those "Eat at Joe's" signs.
Personally, I've never sat down to one of your famous Jell-O soup, Jell-O tartare, Jell-O entree, and Jell-O dessert four course banquets.
See? No starches served.
They're saved for the ironing!

Ramón

milo said...

bhahahahhaha! clear as a bell!

Lucky Day!

Michelle said that getting pooped on by a bird is good luck. Well, Halleluja! It's my lucky day!