And yes, that is my disgusting-looking ironing board. It's actually clean. Ish. Or has been clean at times. Made many years ago out of a piece of muslin, padded with a folded flannel sheet that once belonged to my grandmother, and secured with a length of kitchen string (the kind you wrap a roast with), it's a testament to hard use and utilitarianism and I love it. I keep toying with the idea of a fresh, clean, purpose-made ironing board cover but can't quite make the leap. This one works fine.
Speaking of ironing, may I introduce my iron? I'm embarrassed to admit it, but a photocopied article taped to the display model proclaiming it to be endorsed by Oprah (!) was what tipped me in favour of buying this baby. And I don't regret it for a minute! Not so much an iron as a powerful steam generator, this is the best I've ever used: heats quickly, erupts with massive steam on demand - even on low temp, never spits, doesn't leak. And it's orange! What could be better?!
Halloween has come and gone, and I'm surprised to report we still have three boxes of disposable diaper fabric. Working within the parameters of the fabric was very interesting. Some friends took up the challenge and so far this is what we've come up with:
- a mummy costume
- a woven Christmas stocking
- a vest with vintage embroidery rubbings
- a coat
- several very nicely packed boxes of dishes in storage. This fabric makes awesome packing for breakables!