Your busy Auntie 2seahorses has been cleaning and hauling today. After digging through the cushions of the old orange flocked chair for loose change, I dragged it to the trash. Just is no room in this apartment for extra furniture, and I now have an open area to do yoga. And stuff. This was the premise, to make room for exercise.
Oh, and I did find a quarter.
I did some hand washing today, and I think I killed a blouse. Sure, it said 'dry clean only' on the tag, but who listens to that? 100% rayon, which I have washed many many times before, just not this individual piece. What happened is too weird, maybe one of you can explain, but seriously, it stiffened up. I gave a blouse rigor mortis. It became like a super power cape, able to repel bullets and hard stares. I could bend it into any shape and it stood up, like a ghost blouse.
What the heck? I bent it over the shower rail to dry, and if the fibers stay stiff, it's art. Because rayon is made from trees ironing won't melt anything, so the flatten it out experiment will occur tomorrow, and maybe the heat will soften it back up. It was a nice tunic sort, covered the butt but looked sporty. If you know what happened, please post. If you know how to make it unhappen, even better.
Talk to you later, kiddos. Mwah.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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