A couple of weeks ago I came home from work and as my normal routine goes, started working on what to fix for supper. My DH came in and as we caught up on the day's events said, "by the way before I forget to tell you".
He "loaned" my one and only iron to the youth organization so they could iron patches on the football jerseys. He "loaned" my iron to people have no clue as to what an iron is for. He promised he would have it back within 24 hours. In the meantime he took me out to get a backup just in case I needed to iron any of my quilt pieces before it gets back. He also admitted he wasn't sure if the iron would be use able once it does come home.
I reminded him today the the iron is still not home. I guess I can make a donation to the youth with my old iron.