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We never iron at home, but THE WEDDING looms, so our mostly-orange-sherbet silks of old have come out of the closet and are under the Black & Decker "Quick 'N Easy 360."
Tiny gives us a respite from the onerous chore by placing herself in the middle of the ironing board. We would never ask a cat to get out of our way. By definition, a cat could never be in our way.
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The wedding? Is it yours? If so, best wishes from everyone at Gulfreporter.
(If it's not yours, have fun but be sure and don't make a scene.)
Posted by: Mark Wallace | May 22, 2004 at 07:47 PM
I'm the Auntie Mame. The groom is my nephew -- sister's elder son -- and the bride, of course, his beloved. Thanks for your good wishes, and yes, I'm determined to be on my best behavior.
Posted by: Sissy Willis | May 23, 2004 at 05:01 AM