Matching Socks

This is going to seem like an odd topic for a blog post...
When Meg and Nathan were married, they (BOTH of them) would gather up an armload of laundry without sorting, wash it, dry it, and dump it in a laundry basket, and leave it in the garage (which is where their washer and dryer were). After awhile, it was tough to tell which basket of clothes was clean and which was dirty. Trying to find an outfit for the children became problematic. Worse yet was trying to dig through the baskets to find socks for little feet.
EVERY time I went to visit, I would do up a load of underwear and socks, then match them and put them away. That tiny bit of organization never lasted to my next visit.

Now that Meg and the children live here, I am somewhat meticulous about the sock business. I DO sort the laundry, and when I run a load of unders and socks, I fold them and match them immediately. I have it down to a fine science, sorting socks by type. I even have a little basket of socks with no mates in my underwear drawer which I drag out when the mates show up in a subsequent load. And now we all know what I will be doing in retirement!

I met Megan's Russian friend this evening. He was returning from a business trip to California. Meg picked him up at the airport, and we had dinner together at my favorite local restaurant. They will be going to the 500 tomorrow. Denis hasn't even been in the US for a year yet and so has never experienced the 500. I was trying to give him a heads-up about what he would see and some of the track traditions. Meg was laughing at me! (Perhaps I got a little too animated...) Anyway, he has promised to give me the Russian perspective of the Indy 500 when it is over. I'll be interested to hear what he thinks. He is, btw, quite good looking, intelligent and articulate, with a good sense of humor. I enjoyed our dinner conversation. He speaks several languages, and when he found out that I am an English teacher (for a few more days, anyway), he had some interesting questions to ask. I liked that!

I will listen to the race tomorrow because it is blacked out here until evening. I hope the kids have fun!