The very best time to blog is when the iron is on; when it's staring at you from across the room, right next to six months worth of ironing...while the mountain of your husband's button-downs and your boys' polo shirts jeers at you.
Later, I will blog about my best Christmas gift.
It's not jewelry.
It's not clothes.
It's definitely not a toy.
It is???? Don't keeus waiting to long. I don't even know if I know where my iron is! I can't think of a worse chore-besided dusting.
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