Yes, I am ironing my husbands shirts. Just taking a break between shirt number 3 and shirt number 4 to reflect on the fact that I have never ironed my husband's anything before. (Since I discovered an industrial-strength steamer a few years back, I have not ironed for myself either.)
It's such an engrained visual to anyone who grew up watching Leave it to Beaver, Father Knows Best, My 3 Sons, etc... The mom/wife stays home and takes care of the children and home and one of the duties therein is ironing.
Admittedly, there is something relaxing about ironing. And I do like the look of a nice, freshly laundered and pressed shirt. Hmmm.
That's all I guess. It's nice to do things for your mate. And presently I have the time to do things like iron his shirts and so that is what I am doing. I don't feel like a 50's throw back - In fact I'm not wearing a dress, pearls or even an apron.
Just call me little old Frau Harbaugh, feminist, ex-pat and ironer.
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4 comments:
Closet domestication has been outed.
So when the shirts are worn and wrinkled does that make them depressed?
Hi Kristen!
I finally got around to checking out your blog. Very cool. I know it's not the same as talking to you in person or over the phone, but it feels good to be somewhat caught up on what you've been up to and to see how you're doing. We miss you over here, especially Ryan. I just sent you an email and attached some photos of Ryan and baby Kaitlyn. Hugs to Mark. Love, Jodi
Hi honey,
Thanks for keeping us all up on the apartment news. Edgy...that's you and Mark and all the apartments sound like each one could work. You have thrown it out there, let's see what sticks! I know I would get tired of the hills..but then I am OLD! It sure will be good exercise for you two.
Looking forward to the YES's and your decision on which one is yours.
Love, Mom xxxxxxxxoooooooo
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