Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Love in any language

Sometimes freshly ironed shirts are simply an expression of love!
Usually when it's really, really hot outside.

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  1. That is true love, Heather! :0)

  2. Hey that looks like my husband's shirt collection! I call him the "Plaid Guy"! I hate ironing so that would definitely be an act of love on my part. I may just have to do it now!

  3. I'm so impressed!!! I don't even remember the last time I ironed a shirt for my hubby. Your hubby is a very lucky man to have you!!!

  4. I don't know hon, are you blessed have me? I hope so!

    The worst part is, that was only half the pile - it is my own fault for getting so far behind in Mount IronMore - I am missing my ironing friend who moved so far away! I was too busy in the kitchen and enjoying crafting!

  5. Thanks for the reminder, Heather.

    My husband wears starched long sleeve white shirts everyday. I do my share of grumbling after 39 years. I mumble it to myself not to him! But is my heart attitude.

    I will look at them hanging on the door jam just like this picture ..knowing that is love in any language.

    Thanks for sharing this today.

    Blessings, Patty

    P.S. This is a new URL for my blog.I accidently deleted my blogs with one little click last week.


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