This one is really easy. Snow and ironing go together because when it snows I don't want to leave the house, I can stay in my pjs, and iron to my heart's content, and then my car stays un-wrecked. Yes I looove to iron, and no it isn't a mental illness. Ironing makes crumply things smooth. Natch. I am crazy, but I have to say I draw the line at ironing my sheets. Now, you might be asking yourself...who in the h-e-double fishsticks irons their sheets? ALL my friends that's who. I'm not kidding when I tell you 5 of my friends iron their sheets and one friend who sends them out to be pressed. (And you thought I needed help)
So what I'm saying is that I think it is perfectly normal to iron everything but sheets. I finally stopped ironing my kids t-shirts. Even though my older son did complain that he likes his shirts "smooth".
Oh and I don't do dress shirts for my husband. We send them out. So maybe I meant to say I like to iron my things, and a few of their things.
Isn't it nice to see everything all nice and "smooth". I think so too.
The other nice think is that when you hang like things together in your closet you can see that you might need to cut yourself off of buying gingham and plaid shirts. (Don't worry I won't do that to myself, but at least I know I have a problem, even though I choose not to address it.)
And then you might say, wow that is A Lot of white shirts. I love a crisp white shirt can you tell?
Look at this cute Ann Taylor suit a found at Goodwill. It is my third white suit this season. Of course they all came from Goodwill! I think they are all from the same donation. They are all the same size and I found them within a week or two. One is winter white, one is light-weight cotton, and this one is linen. Soo yes it will wrinkle again just by looking at it but so what I like to iron remember. Have I ever worn a white suit? No, but as you know I like to be prepared for my imaginary fabulous life. YES I washed and ironed it myself. I don't like dry cleaning. I think it smells disgusting and is full of chemicals. No, my husband doesn't mind the chemicals because he is crazy not me. (For the record)