This is a two part series.
Part 1.
I like the smell of bleach.
I'm really hippie/crunchy/earth friendly when it comes to cleaners and smells that I can tolerate. I've tried using something other than bleach on my whites, but every so often, I use it because I don't think any of the hippie/crunchy/earth friendly products are doing their job.
And the smell. It's really all about the faint smell of bleach in the sheets.
And the towels.
And anything else I can get into the load of whites.
Wait 'til you see my next confession.
I grow things, I ride things, I bake things, I can things, I sew things and I make things. Sit with me on Aunt Mildred's Porch to witness this crazy journey I call my life and share the fun, laughter and utter foolishness that I come across from day to day. If you don't want to see pictures of my butt, you should just move along.
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
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I love comments almost as much as I love summer. I reply to all comments except those ridiculous anonymous comments offering me dirty deeds and real estate. When you leave your comment, please make sure your own settings will allow me to reply to you. Nothing makes me sadder than replying to your comments and then realizing it’s going to the no-reply@blogger address!
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LOL, hey to each his own, right?
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