So, we have another debate in our home. Surprise, Surprise. You might remember the last one I posted about (and no, we don't have the verdict yet. I have yet to contact Mrs. Wiser about the matter. Sorry. I'll get to it... one day.).
The current debate has to do with Aaron's new "wrinkle-free" shirts we've purchased. You know, he is a professional now, so he has to look the part. Alas, Costco, blessed Costco, came through for us. We found a few great long sleeved dress shirts. And, luckily for me (head launderer of clothing articles) they said they were "wrinkle-free". See, I keep putting that term in quotes, b/c it's a little decieiving. They aren't really "wrinkle free" when I pull them out of the "barely dry" cycle in our dryer. They are, in fact, quite wrinkly. Not as wrinkly has his non-wrinkle-free shirts, but still...
Wow. I don't know if I've ever written the word "wrinkle" more in my entire life?
Anyway, here's the thing. Sweet Aaron. He likes to make my life easier. So, his life theory in regard to keeping the dress shirts as wrinkle-free as possible is this: keep them hanging on the hanger until you are ready to physically drop them in the washing machine full of soapy water. He believes that if you put the shirt in the hamper and it has to sit crumpled up for a few days, THEN wash it, it will be EVEN MORE wrinkly.
You see, the other day I asked him where his dirty dress shirts were. He told me they were hanging on the hanger and he'd set them aside by our shoe rack. I said, "Wait, the dirty ones were on the hanger?" Huh? Those must have been the ones that I had just recently hung back up in the closet. Then, he explained his above theory.
Bogus, in my opinion.
I peppered back, "No, no, no. That doesn't make sense, b/c in the washing machine they get wet, twisted, and crazy bundled. No way would the "wrinkle state" before the wash make a difference..."
I was pretty sure I was right. I mean, I usually DO think I'm right, so this time was no different. But, in order to PROVE I was right, I thought I'd ask en elite group of women who (I was sure) would know the answer. Enter Quilting group Sew Much More. I knew my mom was with her weekly gathering of crafty friends this afternoon, so I thought I'd ask them. So, after my mom explained to them the quandary, my mom put me on speaker phone and I heard the response.
I totally won.
(the crowd goes wild!!!)
I only wished that Aaron could have heard the OVERWHELMING responses that were made. Words like "absurd" were thrown around as they yelled to me (remember, I was on speaker phone).
It was a moment for me.
A good moment.
Vindicated. It feels good to be right... especially when I am married to Aaron (someone who literally is ALWAYS right. He's that smart.).
Anyway, I don't write this to gloat. I only write this to educate other wrinkled theories (pun totally intended).
I write this to state, once again, that while Aaron is TYPICALLY the brains of our operations---we both have smarts. I've said it before and I'll say it again. He's got the book smarts, while I've got STREET smarts.
For example, when presented with this problem "A train leaves L.A. at 4:00am going 80 miles an hour, another train leaves New York at 8:00am going 90 miles an hour, where will they meet?"
Aaron could really figure out the correct answer.
My response: Why are they on a train anyway? Who honestly travels by train these days?
We are different and that's okay. I can help him look sharp. He can help me know which shirts TO wash. And we can all meet up with Trains A & B.