I think it's official, Hell has indeed frozen over.
Do you know how I know?
Well, it's not because the voices in my head have stopped telling me to shave the cat, and it's not because all the deer flies suddenly turned to ash in a great "whoosh" of insecticidal conflagration, and its not even because my walls have stopped bleeding (finally!).
It is, rather, because: I ironed today.
An aside: All the other things happened too, but only after I ironed.
Oh, hey, Darkness? You big ol' red swaggering sulfurous sweat hog? You'll just have to put on some clothes until this passes.
I promise, it won't happen again.
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The voices in my head would like to ask the voices in your head which setting the razor should be on.
In our case, however, it would be the rotweiller around the corner. We think he'd look better with a poodle cut.
Try the #2 comb. Works wonders on big dogs, and in a trice!
You ironed today on purpose???
Oh my.
I ironed a few weeks ago for the first time in a couple years. But I even gave it my own lazy twist - Rather than get the ironing board set up (which isn't quite as daunting as it sounds, considering that we have an over the door ironing board) I did it very carefully on the bed.
It takes a big person to admit what you did. I raise my glass to you.
(((((((((hugs))))))))))))
DebR -only bigshots with whom I have to meet in person get the neat treatment. I mean, after all, isn't linen SUPPOSED to look rumpled?
3C - I used the bath room floor.... :>
WN - I feel it's my duty to let y'all know when I do things of major import. Like ironing.
Ironing, eh? That's a new wrinkle.
Everybody in the office loved the video featured in your last post, BTW.
Mr S - that's punny! :>
Ah, glad to be of help in the "ways to waste time" department.
I was actually just having a conversation with someone today about ironing. I have some nice dress shirts that got all creased in a suitcase. It suddenly occurred to me that, even though I am a full-fledged adult, I have never used an iron! I've either give shirts to the cleaners or wore creased shirts.
So, tell me, is ironing fun?
Neil - so glad you asked. It's really only fun if there are midgets involved. Or a donkey. You're better off paying to have them don,e quite frankly.
Although I saw a cool iron advertised -- I think at the Sharper Image -- which has mist come out of it. Maybe that makes it more fun.
If you felt lost without sufficient ironing, I would be happy to send you mine.
Uh, no thanks Trina. Really. Nice of you to offer, but, uh, no.
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