All sorts of Irons

It is back to work!

I sat down at my desk and I look behind the computer, wela my manager had removed one of the French phrases off the calendar and hung it up with a sad face drawing on it … It says C’est un emploi mal rénmunéré - It’s a low paying job.

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After I came back from Dubai, I went to the shalaih the next day to be with the girls.  Had a good time, but of course I woke up before them all, I think I am an insomniac :P  Anywhoo, since I knew they would be asleep for a little while more, I found a curling iron and decided to work a little on my hair.  Bad idea.  As I was looking at my self in the mirror, I mistakenly (stupidly??) let it touch my forehead, and I burned my forehead.   Right on the top left corner.  When I pull my hair back it shows.  It hurt for a couple of hours, but it stopped hurting now, it just looks like I got into a fight.

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Do you guys mind household chores?  I don’t mind cleaning anything or doing the dishes or even cooking.  I love the smell of laundry, but my only two issues are vacuuming (if the vacuum is heavy) and ironing.  Always hated ironing.  It takes patience, something I don’t really have.  All through out college I never owned an iron.  Especially in the US, it was cold most of the time so I had a huge jacket on top.  BUT if something needed ironning I did these three things …

1. hung the shit up in the bathroom before taking a really hot shower, and hoping the steam from the shower would help the wrinkles fade a little.

2. Automatically took it out of the dryer and hung it up or carefully folded it.

3. Iron it out with my hair straightner!! (Genius I know!!!) 

I once took out my jeans from the dryer and one of the foot openings was crumpled up and I didn’t have time to put it back in the dyer, so i turned my hair straightner on the hottest it could go, waited a couple of minutes and “straightened” my jeans.  It really does the job