It snowed yesterday. A lot. A snowstorm in December is listen to Christmas music and drink hot chocolate kind of cozy. A snowstorm in mid-February is mildly depressing. So we spent the day ironing 12 of Christian's white shirts. Really, 12. I scorched two of them and got blisters on my hand. Blisters from ironing? I used to get blisters from things like running marathons and hiking mountains, but in mid-February I get blisters from ironing.
Oh well. Back to the shirts. At least I have calluses now.