I just found a Little Debbie snack cake wrapper in the washing machine. Here's hoping one of the kids (or my husband) stuck the empty wrapper in their pocket, and that I didn't just wash a Little Debbie snack cake. Because they were chocolate, and I've already put all the wet laundry into the dryer and started it.
Wow, this is a toss up - but I'm going to have to go ahead and say I prefer washing the snack cake and wrapper to the horribly over-sized grasshopper I pulled out of the washing machine this summer (minus one leg). I spied it before I actually touched it, so I had a chance to pull on some rubber gloves. Then, of course, I rewashed the entire load (minus the carbon-based matter) and tossed the soggy grasshopper out into the yard.
Yup - whether or not I've dried a load of laundry with a chocolate snack cake - I'm grateful I haven't washed a bug lately. My husband thinks I should check everyone's pockets before I do the laundry, but let's consider for a moment ... three boys who love to collect treasures and have used their backpacks as live-animal transports ... would YOU stick your bare hands in those pockets?!?!? I suppose I could wear a paper mask and elbow length rubber gloves and tongs to do the necessary laundry check - as soon as I find the right protective equipment I'll consider my husband's suggestion.
Is it too early for a martini?