So, we've used cloth napkins in our household for as long as I can remember. I've purchased some new, lots of old/vintage, have been given some, and repurposed many. You can get a lot of good napkins out of an old cotton tablecloth marred by an unremovable stain or two. I don't even hem them -- just rip along the grain and let 'em fray.

Today was "kitchen" laundry day -- dishtowels, dishcloths, potholders, and napkins. I like to fold them neatly, but I'm not too particular about wrinkles and whatnot. It helps when I hang them on the line to dry, especially on a breezy day, because the sun and wind do a good job of "ironing."

There's a particular set of 6 that were my grandma's and they seem to wrinkle more than the rest. I thought that maybe I'd bust a move and actually iron them today.

In order to do that, though, I needed to clear a path to the cupboard where my iron is... to get the iron and also to have room for setting up the board... which I did, and I'm really glad I did, but the iron wasn't in there!

There's a moral to this story, I'm sure of it...




Yeah, I'm sure there's one in there, too. Might have to dig/clear/clean a little to find it, though.


There's always a moral we just need to figure it out, sometimes it's not so easy. We've also used cloth in the kitchen forever, but I'm not likely to pull out the iron for any reason!


a post like this makes me wish I did the daily blogging thing...what a treasure! (and I hope you find the moral AND the iron!)


We use cloth napkins, too, but I rarely iron them. I do, however, know exactly where the iron is.


Iron? Iron? Did you say . . . iron?


It was no-Iron Sunday?


Moral? No.Ironing.Today (.Or.Ever.)

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