When I go to visit Mom, I'll sometimes volunteer to do her ironing for her. I don't mind ironing (I actually find it rather soothing), and I just get the board set up in front of the tv, put on a movie, and start pressing, usually finishing up the basket (Mom lets ironing pile up until she absolutely has to do it) after a few hours.
Hey, don't worry about it. Nest full of vampires, you come get me, okay. Box full of puppies, that's more of a judgement call.
Jonathan ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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Kathy A - Mar 15, 2010 9:51:43 am PDT #16241 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Jesse - Mar 15, 2010 9:52:17 am PDT #16242 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I wouldn't think it was so weird, except that he a) maintains a separate residence and b) washes his clothes at his apartment and then brings the dry clothes to his mom for ironing.
It's bananas all the way around, I'm sorry. Unless she LOVES IRONING.
Kathy A - Mar 15, 2010 9:54:51 am PDT #16243 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
As kids, we were taught how to do the laundry in reverse order; first, folding (pairing up socks when we were preschoolers), then throwing things into the dryer, then how to separate the loads and do the wash, and then, finally, ironing by the time we were 12 or so.
Hil R. - Mar 15, 2010 9:58:26 am PDT #16244 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
One of my friends in college said that she found ironing calming, so whenever she was getting stressed out about a test, she would go around to all our rooms and collect any wrinkled clothes and iron them all for us.
Scrappy - Mar 15, 2010 9:58:29 am PDT #16245 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I have mentioned this in here before, but I find it fascinating that my parents (like everyone in college with them in the late '40s-early '50s) mailed their laundry home each week in specially provided packaging. [link]
Jesse - Mar 15, 2010 9:59:48 am PDT #16246 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I love that.
Ginger - Mar 15, 2010 10:01:34 am PDT #16247 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I own an iron. It's around here somewhere.
I would never have asked my mother to iron, because I'd get another round of how she ironed her brothers' Army uniforms.
ChiKat - Mar 15, 2010 10:03:41 am PDT #16248 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I own an iron. It's around here somewhere.
Mine is in some dark corner somewhere.
My mom will do my laundry when I bring it to her house (which I sometimes do when visiting because her laundry does not require quarters), but only if she gets to it before I do. I do not ask nor do I expect her to do it. I always run a load of clothes the day before I leave of everything I've worn that week because...no quarters needed.
-t - Mar 15, 2010 10:04:21 am PDT #16249 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I used to have an iron. I might still, who knows?
Sparky1 - Mar 15, 2010 10:04:46 am PDT #16250 of 30001
Librarian Warlord
My uncle was allowed to mail home his laundry from college/grad school, but my mother was not. Also, she paid for her own grad school, while my uncle did not, because my grandparents reasoned that he would have a family to support some day. They promised to try to pay her back later, and lo, when my grandmother died there was an account with my mother's name on it... which my uncle pouted that he deserved 1/2 of (and got, for the sake of family peace).