Stitch Witchery...you need an iron and ironing board for that, right?
I used to love sewing and grew to hate it, too! But not as much as I hate ironing.
I used to love sewing and grew to hate it, too! But not as much as I hate ironing.
Stitch Witchery...you need an iron and ironing board for that, right?
I used to love sewing and grew to hate it, too! But not as much as I hate ironing.
I love to iron. I have an old ironing board from the 1940's. It has a wooden top. Paid 69 cents in the thrift store for it. I do have a flat iron that you have to heat on the stove top. No, I use that one for a door stop. But my iron is an Euro Pro. A big steam tank.
As kids we had to iron everything...even my Dad's clothes...When I met Shrek, first thing I told him, I do not iron...he has his own ironing board and iron.
When I was a youngster, maybe 10-13 yo, for some reason or another I saw mom ironing a shirt and said it looked easy. She offered to let me try and I did. She said I a pretty good job and from now on I could iron my own shirts. She was true to her words. She never ironed a shirt for me again.
My mom taught me to iron almost as soon as I could stand up to the ironing board. My first lessons were Daddy's handkerchiefs. Then, as soon as we got old enough, if we had clothes that needed ironing, then it was "here's the iron". When my husband started collecting social security, I told him my portion was going to be taking things to the laundry for ironing (don't mind washing).
OK. Husband went outside and noticed the dog was missing. She'd only been out a few minutes. I went out and yelled for her and she came up to the fence immediately. I reached over the fence (an old-fashioned picket, but with netting under it), grabbed her by the collar, and yelled at hubby to come get her. She's just heavy enough that I could have picked her up and hauled her over. But not wise (who needs a back being thrown out). He went and leashed her and brought her in (she's a heinz 57, about 25 lbs). Meanwhile I have a few bricks and bricked up where she went under the fence. I was always afraid she'd jump over the fence when excited by the the chase, and she's never shown any indication of digging under the fence. Of all the pets I've had, she is the most responsive to her name, and when I went out and yelled her name she was right there. I asked hubby, did he call her name. For some reason no.
People who think animals can't feel human emotions such as guilt don't know Rosebud. You know the term hang-dog? She's been moping around since we took her in. I don't thing she'll get carried away again. We were concerned because neighbors of ours lost their dog a few weeks ago and now have a pit bull/rottie mix, who could kill my dog in ten seconds or less, so I want Rosebud to say in her fence. In a few weeks the growth will grow around the fence line, and she'll have a harder time leaving the yard.
I haven't seen the new neighborhood dog yet. But I don't want to meet it because it killed mine.
Two lessons learned. Found a breach under the fence and fixed that. Tell husband to call his dog, not panic first and go searching. She, on the other hand, seems to have had a lesson learned as well, that is to say, stay in your own yard, it's much safer.
When I was a youngster, maybe 10-13 yo, for some reason or another I saw mom ironing a shirt and said it looked easy. She offered to let me try and I did. She said I a pretty good job and from now on I could iron my own shirts. She was true to her words. She never ironed a shirt for me again.
I have a sister who likes to iron. I mean, she irons jeans. My sisters and I just hand her our clothes on those rare occasions we're together.Buy a steamer instead. I have a friend who is a seamstress, that's why she still owns an iron. You can't iron a seam open with a steamer. You also need an iron to use any iron on stuff.
Iwasam weird. As a kid I loved ironing. I did all the ironing at home. I still enjoy it once in a while, but I want a steamer.
Many a hild was so glad when wash and wear came into being.
I have a sister who likes to iron. I mean, she irons jeans. My sisters and I just hand her our clothes on those rare occasions we're together.
I avoid spending extra for housecleaning equipment for chores I hate to do anyway. They sometimes make is slightly less of a p-in-the-a, but rarely worthwhile for the extra expense.
It probably would! I bought one when they first came out, and it didn't work great (that was many, many moons ago!), so now I just pay someone to do it. It isn't a huge amount; almost nothing in the winter (lots of sweaters and jeans, washer, then dryer and back on the bod). In the summer cotton shirts, 2 or 3 a week in the summer. Oh, and table cloths. It isn't like we're gainfully employed and wear suits. Now THAT was an expense.I understand that, but you wrote "When my husband started collecting social security, I told him my portion was going to be taking things to the laundry for ironing (don't mind washing)." So, I figured the steamer would eventually pay for itself.
Permanent press never looked good enough to me to wear them without ironing. I had no desire to wash and iron five shirts a week. I had to dress for work every day so I was glad there was a laundry down the street that did shirts for a reasonable price. When I started out, a washed and ironed shirt cost $0.25. When I retired, they were $1.50!
When I was a youngster, maybe 10-13 yo, for some reason or another I saw mom ironing a shirt and said it looked easy. She offered to let me try and I did. She said I a pretty good job and from now on I could iron my own shirts. She was true to her words. She never ironed a shirt for me again.
I guess I must be really old because I don't get this. My DIL has been married for about 15 years and has three kids...she has never owned and iron. I get that things are much more casual these days and in fact I rarely iron but still there are times even with dryers that stuff at least needs a little touch up. At least they do in my wardrobe. Things sure have changed. I remember about a million years ago when I was about 5, my mother set the ironing board up to my height and gave me a stack of pillowcases to iron. Thank God for permanent press! I can't imagine doing that these days.99% of mine is cotton, too...I pull it out of the dryer as fast as possible. If it's too wrinkled because I am slow, it goes back in the dryer with a wet washcloth.
I guess I must be really old because I don't get this. My DIL has been married for about 15 years and has three kids...she has never owned and iron. I get that things are much more casual these days and in fact I rarely iron but still there are times even with dryers that stuff at least needs a little touch up. At least they do in my wardrobe. Things sure have changed. I remember about a million years ago when I was about 5, my mother set the ironing board up to my height and gave me a stack of pillowcases to iron. Thank God for permanent press! I can't imagine doing that these days.