Ok, so I've got to decide what to wear on my TV appearance in Knoxville tomorrow...let me just say for the record, I'm a Big Girl who hates to iron, but I LOVE wearing cotton and linen clothing. Last summer I spent a small fortune taking all my ironing to the dry cleaners, but this year have resolved to do the ironing thing for myself...ironing can be therapeutic, even though it can be hard on the ankles.

I've decided to take matters into my own chocolate-laden hands and follow the shining example of Pavlov and his dogs...every time I iron something, I get to eat a piece of chocolate. Let's review that there are at least 20 or 30 wrinkled things in that pile, so this could turn out to be a GREAT day!

There's still the matter of dog-hair to resolve...when you iron Big Girl Clothes with all their excess yards of material, they can't help but touch the floor. So you end up with a crisply ironed linen pantsuit with about a half-ton of dog hair on it...not necessarily a good look, but there's no way I'm going to vacuum the floor AND iron clothes on the same day...unless...maybe I could take myself to DQ for a Peanut Buster Parfait.....

Happy Spring!