Ironing, Gaelic, and Mail

This morning I was charged with the task of ironing a few shirts and a few pairs of pants, and I thought, "easy." Not quite. I've ironed a few times in my life, but since I don't have a job in a corporate law office requiring me to wear freshly pressed and starched blouses, I don't much bother. I began with ironing a men's button down, then quickly grew frustrated when I was finishing with more wrinkles than I started with. Luckily, there are many other people out there as clueless as I am, and an internet filled with 'how to' videos for the lot of us. I watched a middle aged woman wearing a floral print rapidly iron her husband's white button down, pausing the show every few seconds because she was too fast for me. Simultaneously, I was listening to my "Learn to Speak Gaelic" CD, which a friend got me when I told her (jokingly) I wanted a trip to Ireland for Christmas. Quite a clever gift, I must say. I can't say I learned much, but I did employ French and German in answering the questions I was supposed to answer in Gaelic. Though perhaps I shouldn't have been doing anything else at all because I managed to burn my upper arm with the iron. When my mom asked how that happened I told her I thought I was supposed to put the shirts on to iron them properly. She laughed and expressed her disbelief that my mother had never taught me how to iron.

Yesterday, I was searching the internet for fun things to do and I came across this craft site where you can have mini letters made and sent wherever you want. I love mini things and wanted to make one myself, so I downloaded the "some assembly required" mailbox and set to work writing and folding a miniature letter, complete with a gold wax seal. Unfortunately, I have to send it in a real envelope, since the Post Office probably doesn't sell postage for letters less than one inch long.

Complete with wax seal!

Mailbox, letter, and envelope