Every Sunday morning David and Ruby let me sleep in. Except last Sunday. David wasn't feeling well, so I got up and Ruby took me on her usual Sunday morning routine: doing the laundry.

I discovered more Ruby fans, like Brian, who opens up the laundrette at 7am sharp, and the woman who takes over from Brian and who was full of Ruby stories. We met Brian's mom, visiting from upstate New York. Ruby rolled her stroller up and down the laundrette, helped load the clothes into the driers, pushed one of the laundry carts around and climbed on the scales repeatedly.

While the clothes were drying we went to have breakfast at "the Usual." Ruby enjoyed her toast with jelly and ended up looking Rudolph the Red-Nosed reindeer.