I hate to iron!!! Oh I know..some of you out there like to do it..and that is as it should be; but I don't. My soul mate and I have had many a discussion about my ironing abilities..or lack thereof. Maybe if I had a helper...you know..someone to hold the little pick me up bottle of something to hand to me for an occasional break. Or maybe in this little spot...with soft filtered light...and ROSES. I know my lovely soul mate is waiting for the day when he will come in and find this waiting for him. I did agree to iron his golf shorts once..he thinks he is the only one who looks "fluffy" on the course. To which I replied...."I'll iron the fronts only..they never look at the back." And anyway...as soon as he sits down in the car to drive to the course...they are wrinkled....even before he gets to the tee. I do so love my husband dearly...but this is truly the man of my dreams! lol ...... Just kidding sweet hubby. You know in all honesty..I ca...
"The soul is the truth of who we are." Marianne Williamson