The FEVER for the flavor of a Pringles

I don't know if that's the fever I have or not.

It's just a low grade fever....so maybe I'm just wanting
those miniature size Pringles.
And while we're on the subject,
forget about Lays.
If ever there was a potato chip of which
I cannot eat just one, it's Pringles.
Don't you love Pringles?
Just the classic, original Pringles in the red can.
Maybe I do have the fever for them.....

News flash:
I am almost caught up on laundry. We got home from "vacation" yesterday afternoon and this morning, well before lunch, I am caught up on laundry. This is NOT taking into account the ironing. Ironing and Laundry are two separate categories in my house. This is also not taking into account that I did not check the laundry hamper to see if it actually got emptied or if someone just said they got all the dirty clothes out of it. I just took that person's word and did the laundry in good faith.

This laundry miracle is due in part to my mother-in-law who does laundry all the time, around the clock, anytime anyone near her takes off an article of clothing. I came home with only a few dirty clothes from our trip. Having a mother-in-law who does laundry fanatically like this can be a good thing. She also sent me home with the frozen chicken that we had for supper last night as well as the potatoes that I cooked and a pound of frozen butter (who freezes butter?) and baby carrots and probably something else. I don't remember what all was in the cooler she sent home with us. But wasn't that nice of her?

I have learned a lot from my mother-in-law over the years.

Here's what I feel like doing for the rest of the day:

But this is more like what I'll be doing:

I've got to finish school work for the day,
bath some children, go to the grocery store and
the fruit stand, make lunch, make supper,
go to what might be our last baseball game
---and then I get to put on my
silk evening gown which will fall off of one shoulder
while I lay on my blue padded chaise....
(see previous picture)

I hope you are having a LOVELY day, Dear Reader.
And don't lick the screen today.
I don't want you to catch what I have.
It's more annoying than bad, but it is annoying.