Saturday, January 23, 2010

Snow storms and domestic bliss.

After the most incredibly mild January, or at least half of it, we are now in the middle of a winter storm. It is still quite warm out, sitting at zero right now, but we are getting a lot of snow, and by Monday the temperatures will drop significantly. It was so nice while it lasted, but it looks like winter is about to start all over again. Currently, we are snowed in. Silly, because we have a tractor here which Mike used to plow the driveway today, but the road has not been cleared and it is quite deep, so we missed our dump run. I suppose it wouldn't be so bad to miss our weekly excursion, except that we also missed it last weekend. There was a time when I relied on the dump run to get me out of the house. Now I rely on it to get Cody out of the house. If Jamie goes too, so much the better. There is nothing like having some peace and quiet during the morning. That never happens on weekdays, so Saturdays are special that way.

We had plans today, but they got cancelled. Surprisingly, not due to the weather, but the weather may well thwart our plans for tomorrow. We will have to wait and see whether the plow comes by or not, and whether the highways are passable tomorrow.

On a different note, I learned something yesterday that should be added to the Domestic Diva's Handbook. Okay, so there is no such handbook, but there should be. As I puttered around the kitchen yesterday, cleaning and organizing, I pondered the state of my oven mitts. Yes, it was a profound moment in my history as a housewife. My oven mitts were dirty. It isn't that I have never noticed that before, but I usually just considered them to be seasoned, like a good stoneware dish from the Pampered Chef. I sort of confined to my subconscious the fact that I was somewhat grossed out every time I stuck my hands inside of the mitts, and that I would never let anything else that dirty anywhere near my food. Yesterday it finally dawned on me that I should wash them, and so I gathered the rest of the kitchen laundry and started a load in the washer. I am very diligent to read laundering instructions on anything that I have never laundered before, so I had a look at the instructions. The washing instructions were nothing surprising to me, but the drying instructions threw me off a bit. Oven mitts, which are designed to be able to pick things up right out of the oven, no matter how hot, cannot be dried on high heat in the dryer. Maybe it's just me, but I'm pretty sure my dryer does not surpass the temperatures of my oven. Either way, I decided to play it safe and follow the instructions to the letter. Oven mitts take a while to dry. It turns out that not only can they not handle the high heat setting on a dryer, they also do not fare very well on the low heat setting. When I took them out later they resembled a perfect mouse habitat. They looked about three times as thick as they used to be and all their stuffing, or whatever you want to call it, was fluffing out all over the place. It was as though they had imploded. We are now in the market for a new pair of oven mitts.

And on that note, I have a fussy baby who wants to eat. I'm off for now.

1 comment:

Heidi said...

hahaha! I love your comment about the oven mitts. I've done that too and found them to be unusable after!
I think that pot holders are my favorite because you can wash them and they dry more normal.