jackie homemaker

tonight i thought that i would iron a shirt. this decision was made after consuming one bottle of wine. i dragged the ironing board out from the closet. the cheese had purchased this ironing board one day when i told him he could buy anything he wanted as long as it was supported by two thin, criss-crossing bars with a precariously high center of gravity. i got out the board and then i asked, "where do i plug this in?" having consumed a bottle of wine, i didn't realize that you needed an iron to iron; i thought the board would be sufficient. and we all had a good laugh over that.

this is what i ironed:

one sleeve of a suit jacket

collar of a "blouse"

three socks

slice of poundcake

and everything turned out beautifully.