Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The Perfect Day

We got it! We have our perfect wedding day weather-wise. Except, today is only September 3rd…

Today in Winnipeg, we’re enjoying sun, balmy 17 degrees, with a slight wind. Quinn and I met for lunch and agree - This - is perfect.

Not too hot, not raining, just a perfect fall day.

Don’t worry, we’re not setting ourselves up for a fall here (pun intended :) We have plans if the showers of blessings (or snow) do come, but if we were to ask, which we will and likely others will on our behalf - we couldn’t ask for better…shine on!

Regardless and without reservation, we say…it will be beautiful...

Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array. Genesis 2:1

Disfunctional-Iron Syndrome

For the past 7 months I have not ironed my clothes. Yes, it’s true, the wrinkles have been crimping my style. After I moved out, I lived on limited household supplies. I figured - we were getting married in 7 months, better to wait for the gifts then spend money needlessly (not that I expected gifts, its just what happens :).

This past week, with setting up our new apartment, we bought a few necessities - iron and ironing board.

This morning I decided to make use of this recent purchase. I pulled out the ironing board, which took a few mins to figure out, (it has an extra plastic clasp to hold the legs in). Plugged in the iron. Since I only had a few minutes to iron, I chose not to use the steam feature. This iron was taking a very long time to warm up, so I decided to try adding water and engage the steam feature…maybe it would work faster. I only filled a quarter of the reservoir thinking I didn’t need much water. I tried using the steam feature, didn’t work. The iron still wasn’t hot. I decided to use the ‘spray’ feature, nothing happened. I lifted up the iron and water poured onto my pants. I tried several times over to use both the steam and spray feature…nothing worked, after a few minutes, I had a LAKE on my ironing board.

Quinn calls…I explained my frustrating situation and said I would have to go back to the instruction manual. Quinn regretfully informs me, he believes the instruction manual got thrown out with the boxes during unpacking. Quinn suggested we look on the internet for some instructions.

I went back to my closet, pulled the best of the worst un-ironed pants and left the lake until tonight. No, I will not let the iron win and make this a bad day. The rest of my morning started off great - of which, the first morning in 2 weeks I haven’t woke with a sore back and the iron can’t take that away from me. So happy!