An old girlfriend of mine in NY was always trying to save the precious “environment”, etc....It drove me crazy. ...My shirts came out looking like they had been pressed on jail house bars... And they were stiff and scratchy. I hated it. I would ... drive them 15 miles to a laundromat. ...Wouldn’t allow me to cook meat in the house. No microwaves allowed. Had to heat the milk for coffee in a pan on a stove lit with a match.
There must have been a reason you put up with her lunacy for as long as you did.
4 posted on 09/18/2007 10:53:20 PM PDT by Jeff Chandler
("A person's a person no matter how small." -Dr. Seuss)