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as to my lack of domestic goddessness.
The hubs just brought the ironing board and iron up to press his shirt for our date tonight (don’t get all excited, we’re going to a wedding–you think he’d iron for me??).
Mr. 4: Dad? What’s that?
Hubs: *steals a glance at me and chuckles*
Mr. 4: I mean what does it do?
Two minutes later…
Mr. 5: Dad? What’s that?? What are you doing?
In my defense (and his), I did offer to iron the shirt for him but he wanted to do it himself. And honestly, I don’t mind ironing. It’s like vacuuming–you get immediate gratification for your efforts, but I don’t have a place to leave my iron set up so we just don’t do it much and neither of us are that partial to button down shirts–they’re just not that comfortable.
UPDATE:
Hubs gave it a shot with limited success. He’s decided to let me “take a stab” at eliminating the wrinkles. Gotta go. Off to make Fussy proud.
February 23rd, 2008 at 4:36 pm
Eh, who needs an iron? We just spray our clothes with a little water and toss ’em in the dryer for a few minutes!
February 23rd, 2008 at 4:52 pm
I haven’t ironed anything in quite some time. The hubby is a far better iron-er than I am. I don’t think my son would know what an Iron is either. heehee.
February 24th, 2008 at 2:32 pm
LOL I am with you on this one. It’s Downey Wrinkle free is anything, here. I’m sure it’s horrid for us, but OMG it works. Well, that and my post-drying flattening technique and buying only wrinkle free clothes from TravelSmith for the hubs.
February 24th, 2008 at 7:29 pm
Ugh… ironing…. I just throw a sweater over and forget the ironing… 😉
February 24th, 2008 at 11:04 pm
Here I shall list the things I’d rather do than ironing:
Anything.
February 25th, 2008 at 1:07 am
I’m dangerous when I iron. I keep dropping it. It’s as if it doesn’t want to stay in my hand.
February 25th, 2008 at 11:00 am
This is why I strive to only buy clothes made of wrinkle free materials. And hang them up quickly after the dryer. It’s like it’s either do the laundry promptly or iron. Ugh.
February 25th, 2008 at 1:23 pm
I recently asked the kids to fetch me the ironing board.
They looked at me with blank stares and asked what an ironing board was.
Ya, my momma would be proud.
February 25th, 2008 at 3:16 pm
If I need anything ironed, the husband does it for me. Oddly, it’s one of the domestic activities he excels at – me, not so much.
February 25th, 2008 at 5:55 pm
Hubby calls the dryer the “iron”.
Needless to say he does not pick up the actual iron.
I don’t love it…but I do it if I must.
February 26th, 2008 at 11:37 am
Ha. Fa called me out too when Hubs started sweeping…She wanted to know what he was doing…Gah.
February 27th, 2008 at 6:55 am
You are a domestic Goddess! Iron? What’s that? LOL
February 27th, 2008 at 8:07 am
When we say “iron” we mean the one that that the dry-cleaner down the street owns.
February 27th, 2008 at 1:06 pm
I’m with Karly. I’d rather mop a floor than iron. I just spray on that Downy stuff and throw it in the dryer. Drying clothes with a wet washcloth also works.
February 28th, 2008 at 9:29 am
It appears I have an absolutely boring wardrobe going on, but the truth is I’m just too lazy to iron all the good stuff.
March 1st, 2008 at 10:46 pm
I’m cutting out the middle man, just not buying anything that ever needs ironing.