My potential mother-in-law folded my underwear.
But first, a Christmas story.
Capricorn's parents took the two of us out for dinner and a show on Friday night. The show came first. It was a local theater production of A Christmas Carol, Charles Dicken's classic tale of Kermit and Miss Piggy trying to persevere against the wicked Michael Caine (right?)
This was an original adaptation, so no singing, no modern take, no Muppets, nothing. Old school. And that's cool- I like seeing a theater production stick with a classic. And they did a wonderful job. Except for one little fact
A Christmas Carol is not a family show. It is a horror show.
I don't ever recall Charles Dickens making me soil myself before, but the opening few scenes were like Quarantine all over again. Lots of creepy lighting, people chanting, Jacob Marley shouting, and the cold London streets eerily glowing. If I was a child, I would've been crying. Since I'm a grown man, I merely whimpered.
Fortunately, we went to Olive Garden afterward and I forgot my troubles after the fourth breadstick.
Back to underwear.
I don't have a washer/dryer in my apartment, so I have to walk it across the lot to the laundry facility on our complex, and it costs about $3.00 in quarters per wash and dry. I had a ton of laundry to do Saturday, so Capricorn was kind enough to let me bring my stuff over to her house so I could do it while I hung out there. I got most of it done, but then we had to go to my office Christmas party (we were the only ones not drinking... probably a good thing), so there was a load left.
That load had assorted items.
So we spent Saturday night at my house and returned to hers after a rousing Steelers victory Sunday afternoon. I was going to throw the last load in the dryer, but Capricorn's mother was nice enough to have already done that. She even folded the clothes.
Including my underwear.
As she told Capricorn later, Capricorn-in-law was worried I'd be upset that she touched my manpants. Quite the contrary- I'm all for someone volunteering to do my laundry. She was especially tickled to see my red boxers with little dogs on them.
But, here's the truth amongst this: Capricorn's mom has folded my underwear. I don't think you're allowed to break up after that. I think the never-break-up scale is something like:
1) Get her pregnant
2) Go through a traumatic experience together
3) Have her mom fold your underwear
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