Florida Chick Pumps Iron

Aside from last week's no-sew skirt, the last time I ironed...well, was probably back when we lived in Michigan. I think that me being a non-ironing housewife was possibly one of the biggest adjustments that Chris had to make when we first got married. My mother-in-law (whom I love dearly) was possibly the world's best ironer. When Chris lived at home he always had freshly pressed clothes...including jeans, t-shirts and boxers. I'm sure you can imagine his surprise the first time he asked me to iron something and I looked at him blankly...iron? The only thing I had ever ironed before was my hair...seriously, my mom would lay me down on the floor with my hair spread out over the ironing board and she would press it flat with the iron...other than that, I think it mostly sat in a cupboard somewhere.

I actually do own an iron and an ironing board, they came with our house - I found them in the garage when we moved in last year. I think I might've actually gotten an iron for my wedding too, but when we left Michigan I gave it to Goodwill, I figured there was no sense in moving it down here when someone could actually get some use out of it up north. Pretty much the iron and board sit contentedly on a shelf in the garage and raise my self esteem by allowing me to answer (if I'm ever asked) "Of course I have an iron." Mainly though, I try to hide them away so that they won't fall and hurt anyone...I figure if I don't have to get them down, they can't accidentally fall on someone's head...or cause an unecessary burn - a win-win situation.

Anyway, today out of the blue, Kaitlyn asked if I would iron her shirt. Honestly? I was surprised she even knew we owned an iron. Of course this was after a long conversation about not going to school looking like a street-urchin (seriously, these kids get a casual day and they really go with it...I'm just glad she didn't ask to wear pajamas.) and despite the fact that she has a bajillion Hannah t-shirts, she apparently really only wanted to wear the one she had on. Anyway, I agreed to take the challenge...and really, it only took about 30 seconds from start to finish. Smooth and slide, smooth and slide - it was great. Clean, pressed shirt - good impression - very little effort, that's my kind of chore. I mean, I'm not going to go crazy and make a habit out of it or anything...I'm just as happy paying OXXO $5.00 to clean and press the important stuff, but every once in awhile I suppose I could break out the iron and treat my family to a wardrobe full of nice wrinkle free clothing...or maybe I'll just invest in a bottle of Downy wrinkle release...