I may be the only person in America who enjoys ironing. My mother taught me to do it on a mangle (!), but there certainly is satisfaction in seeing a wrinkled item become crisp, pressed and presentable.
I can't remember the last time that I ironed anything. Most fabrics these days are wrinkle forgiving. I don't iron my t-shirts, tank tops and shorts, nor my jeans and long sleeved blouses when cooler weather is here.
I do however remember growing up and having an "Ironrite" /sp ? It was an iron that with a big roller that you sat in front of and it was controlled with a lever by your knees. I thought it was a pain -- I got stuck ironing sheets and pillowcases. Seriously -- does anyone still ironsheets and pillowcases?? I finally scorched a few blouses and that was the end of my ironing chores.
