Tuesday, December 8, 1925
Cold and cloudy
I ironed most of the day. Marjorie slept all day. She has been sleeping all night too lately and I hope she keeps it up. It certainly is a joy to have her. She is so sweet and good. Laughs and coos so happy when she is awake. She has quite a cold in her head though and can’t seem to get rid of it. Ned, too. It worries me.
(More ironing! I will probably not iron as much in my entire life as Grandma ironed in a week!
And they did seem to catch a lot of colds.)
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Ruth ironed more than anyone I know! We ironed many items back in the early sixties, too - think my sister & I started once we hit age 12. There was an art to doing the shirts and blouses, but we started out ironing our dad's heavy cotton overalls. They were made of thick gray fabric that was hard for even an amateur to scorch!
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The ironing basket was a regular part of life in the late fifties and early sixties when my sisters and I were kids. Among the seven of us it was always full! No steam iron then, we sprinkled the clothes with water before we started, and fought over who got to iron the hankies. Well, who wouldn't?
ReplyDeleteIt was certainly an ongoing chore, though, and I'm happy to say I haven't ironed since I purchased one of those clothing store-style steamers in 1988! Oh, if Ruth had only had one of those!
Ironing? What's that?
ReplyDeleteI know very few people who still iron. Those who do will iron underwear too
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