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OH LAUNDRY DAY...................

 




I'm taking a little break from posting about my little cross country adventure and joining  My French Country Home  to post about a fabulous give-away she is having.  We are supposed to come up with a little story about the laundry on the line in order to be entered.............so here goes.

My name is Collette......I am a laundress and I spend all of the lovely days of my life working here.........................


Oh.....I know it looks lovely......but do not be deceived.  My petite hands are in suds and hot....hot.....water from morning to night.  The little atelier I work in is most inhospitable.

After hanging the mademoiselles sheets and chemises on the line.........and putting up with all the whistles and remarks from the nearby ouvriers I am completely undone!!!

 

Anyway....I diverge with my story..........Today, after all the laundry was dry......I went outside to retrieve my days work.  Taking down one piece at a time and neatly folding it into mademoiselles basket........Each piece was carefully creased and folded so mademoiselle could view her initials when retrieving her garments from the bureau.  

Mon dieu........when I reached the end of the line.....I realized madames bloomers were missing.   HER BLOOMERS!!!!!!  Now I will have to see the agent and file a report......
                                             MISSING BLOOMERS!!!!

                                             Sacre' blu ........... what is the world coming to!!!!

                                                             adieu............
                                 

Comments

  1. Sissie's Shabby CottageJuly 22, 2010 at 4:46 PM

    Your story is so cute. Sounds like a winner to me!
    Wonder where the missing bloomers went!

    hugs
    Sissie

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  2. CarolynJuly 22, 2010 at 4:55 PM

    Cute!!! Great post.

    Carolyn

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  3. CreateologyJuly 22, 2010 at 5:42 PM

    Missing bloomers...Oh My!!! Great story.

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  4. Vicki/JakeJuly 22, 2010 at 5:51 PM

    Great little *Short-s* story Jo! You did so good!

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  5. It's Just DottieJuly 22, 2010 at 5:58 PM

    Such a good story! I just know you are going to win.
    Dottie

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  6. CindyJuly 22, 2010 at 6:42 PM

    Wonderful, great imagination! Perhaps the bloomers were rather loosely hung on the line and a great gust of wind blew them away. I believe the bishop saw them flying over the rectory roof and became so agitated that he passed out from the sight.

    Hugs XX
    Barbara

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  7. PamelaJuly 22, 2010 at 6:56 PM

    Oh Jo that was great! Where did you learn to speak french like that?

    Pamela xo

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  8. Anne LorysJuly 22, 2010 at 7:21 PM

    Too cute!

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  9. AnnesphamilyJuly 22, 2010 at 8:15 PM

    Great story! I like that you are one great storyteller! Glad I stopped by. Anne

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  10. UnknownJuly 23, 2010 at 5:41 AM

    This is an adorable story. So nice to meet you through the diaries of My French Country Home's inspiration.

    Karen

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  11. sharon santoni at my french country homeJuly 26, 2010 at 10:58 AM

    This is a very sweet story, thank you so much for linking up to my giveaway.
    I have added you to my blogroll as promised.
    Good luck with the draw
    Sharon

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  12. Marfi-topiaSeptember 1, 2010 at 6:41 PM

    You are so talented!this blog is gorgeous!

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