I awoke this morning to see my husband grinning from ear to ear as he put on his freshly ironed shirt. No, I did not iron it for him. Ironing is something I just don't do very often.
I am the proud recipient of a laundry room full of nicely folded clothes and a rack of hanging, freshly ironed shirts.
Thank you, Mom. You are welcome at our house anytime (even when I'm not behind on my laundry).
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I thought that this post title would be super for my comment. I know that I say it all of the time, but thank you soo much for allowing all of us rambunctious (in college and still can't spell worth beans) children into your beautiful home. I just am soo happy when i come over....i think that it is amazing and cool that you let us cme over.......So since you have graciously let me have the chance to come over again tonight (October 4, 2007) Thank you.......and I guess that I will be seeing you later this evening........Toodles and thanks so much
_jeff ^_^
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