Wednesday, February 2, 2011

My Little Domestic Helper--365/33

My mom used to joke that the only time my iron ever saw any action is when she came to visit. That was before I rediscovered sewing and became a card carrying fabric fanatic. Now I LOVE to iron. I love how the steam warms the fabric and the smell of fresh laundry wafts into my line of smell. I love taking crunchy clothes and fabrics that have acclimated to the desert and seeing them transform into soft piles of perfectly ironed and folded linens. But now there is another aspect to my ironing....
one that is not helpful but oh so cute.....
notice how she lays on TOP of my iron cord, rendering it less than effective.......
But who, I ask, WHO could be irritated with such an adorable interruption?

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