Ironing out the facts about ironing.

Until last night, I thought ironing was a lost art. Well, I'm here to tell you that I've found it again. When my brother and sister asked me if I was interested in "doing a little ironing" for them, I thought, "Heck, yeah, why not?" 

I'm a little more informed now. A little ironing, to me, would be 8 or 10 shirts, a few skirts, a couple dresses, some dress pants, you know--"some ironing."

Bless their hearts, they've both got more clothes than the Salvation Army, Goodwill, and any church thrift shop's got together--before sorting!

Only their stuff is high-dollar and's got lots of trim, ruffles, lace, ribbon, and that's just Jr.'s. LOL Just kidding....

I am convinced, however that they cleaned out their closets and seriously questioned as to whether they could even wear all those clothes.

Bobbi's iron is the best one I have ever used. It is heavy (one might not think that was a positive characteristic, but I do) and it has a lot of neat features as far as irons go.

At first I was even excited about getting to buy two different kinds of spray starches: one for regular clothes, and one for dark clothing as this one didn't leave that white residue. At the end of 8 hours, that excitement had waned a bit.

I'm not griping, because I know I have it easy. I remember the days when Mom used to sprinkle the clothes and even keep them in the refrigerator. I'm not quite sure what that was all about. 

I still have quite some pile to tackle tomorrow. I'm going to try my best to pick up the pace and still do a perfect (or near perfect) job. I was accused today of simply moving the piles of clothes around to lend the appearance of accomplishment. LOL I didn't, but it was a good idea. LOL

A large portion of what we wear today is what is called, "wash and wear," but believe me when I tell you, there is nothing sharper than a neatly ironed shirt with crisp creases! I intend to do my part to see that this art is not a lost one...

A little off......