You'd think I'd know better than this

I've been doing my own laundry since I was 12. My mom told me at that point that she wasn't washing my clothes anymore. I thought she was mean at the time, but now I'm glad I knew what I was doing when I went away to college. And now I do all the laundry for the house, usually on Fridays and Saturdays.

After yesterday's apple-regurgitating incident, I had to go home and change. I threw everything I'd been wearing in the machine. Everything. Including my red dress and white bra. You see where this is going?

I will say the bra is now a lovely shade of rose, but that's not what I wanted. I tried bleaching it, but to no avail. Oh well -- pink is one of my favorite colors.