I just glanced at my Farmer’s Almanac Engagement Calendar. Today’s thought is:
Here’s what I’m thinking.....when was the last time anybody actually ever ironed something?! And please, whatever you do...don’t tell me that you’re one of these people who irons blue jeans and sheets. I don’t recall the last time I ironed anything.
I stand poised at the dryer, waiting for the timer to go off so I can quickly open the door and take out the clothes, fluff them, fold them or hang them up –so they’re as wrinkle-free as possible. And if there happens to be something that is a little wrinkled because I didn’t get to the dryer immediately upon it stopping, then I have a trick: I fold the clothes and stick them on the bottom of the pile, knowing the that weight of the clothing on the top will eventually “press” out the wrinkles and the clothing item will be wrinkle-free by the time I get around to wearing it.
So...why would I ever need to know that a sprig of lavender or rosemary under my ironing board cover will release the fragrance with the heat?! Can I get a witness?!