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Monday, March 8, 2010

Sprinkle Bottles and Ice Boxes

Ironing shirts today...for my man. My mom never taught me to iron shirts...my Aunt Lucille taught me when I visited her and my Lebanese grandparents in Maine in 1963. Aunt Lucille was amazed that I didn't know how to iron clothes~my mom always had piles of clothes to iron and she ironed every day...first sprinkle the clothes with the sprinkle bottle~ she put a sprinkle head on a Coca Cola bottle. If she couldn't get to the ironing right away she rolled them up and put them in a pillow case and put them in the ice box...it was called an ice box then...the old Philco...not a refrigerator. There were no steam irons. I would sit on the back porch with her while she ironed and read one of the five books she would read each week and I watched Queen for a Day on the television. Mother never once asked me if I wanted to learn..you know she'd just as soon do it herself~she enjoyed it but I felt kind of guilty when my friends told me about the chores they had to do around the house. It was more of a bother to teach us girls than to do it herself..and she did a really great job of it..ironing sheets, shirts, underwear etc. So Aunt Lucille taught me how to iron shirts and I think of that with every stroke of the iron....the collar first, then the shoulder area, Then the back and the sleeves and cuffs and finally the shirt fronts. I iron fabric really well...I used to iron shirts for our male friends when I was in college. My friends sew....so when we get together to make articles of clothing or curtains they ask me to iron ...my ex-mother-in-law taught me how to buy fresh fruit, vegetables and meat at the grocery store and I learned to cook with a cook book. I'm spoiled I guess....


Paula said...

Hello, Kim. My mother actually did teach me to iron, but that was because when we were growing up, there was so much ironing to do that she needed a bit of help. I ironed a few of my things...not many. She still did most of it.

Thanks so much for your comments on my recent post about the series "Justified." Justigusting is what I call it. ;-) It IS disgusting the way they continue to portray the Appalachian region. Certainly there is some truth to some of the crime that goes on there, but THAT can be found everywhere. I don't think we have cornered the market on crime in Southeastern Kentucky! What hurts me the most is the way the people are portrayed as so ignorant. It always happens. That's the hardest thing for me to take. I guess we'll find out on the 16th how bad it is. If I can bring myself to watch it.

How has your weekend been? Done anything fun or creative?

Hope you have a great week!


In the Light of the Moon said...

It's amazing what we remember.My greatest fear is to forget..I suppose thats why I have kept a journal for over 20 years.I cant even remember what I had for breakfast without writing it down.
We learn little treasures from those that come and go,at the time,we just dont realize it.Even the "Unsaid" and "Undone" have value.We just need to really listen.Warmest Regards,Cat