I hate clothes that have to be dry cleaned. I try not to buy them.
I have some clothes that have needed to be dry cleaned for over a year and I finally took them in.
When I went to pick these clothes as well as my winter peacoat up from the cleaners, I was told that the coats were not finished yet, despite their giving me a ticket when I dropped them off that said they would be done two days prior to when I showed up to get them.
What really bothered me when I got home (Other than the excessive plastic wrap on my clothes - how wasteful and unnecessary!) was the hangers.
I can't stand wire hangers. Perhaps it is due to the fact that I think they look cheap.
More likely it is more due to the fact that I watched and rewatched and rewatched "Mommie Dearest" so many times in my life.
I fear that a woman will come at me and yell at me for putting decent clothes on wire hangers and then make me scrub the bathroom floor with powdered Comet begin thrown all over me after beating me with the bent wire hangers.
I can't even say the words "wire hangers" without screaming out the words of Mommie Dearest at the top of my lungs (well, at least in my head if I am around other people) - NO WIRE HANGERS!!!
I loved that movie.
The siblings and I started calling our mother Mommie Dearest when she would do things we didn't like. It was fabulous until we finally made her watch the movie and she got mad at us for ever calling her by that title.
This week, my goal is to get my 4 year old nephew to call my sister that a few times during my visit.
That and to finish catching up on my blog reading. I barely touched the surface yesterday!
Wish me luck!