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No-Sew Way to Repair a T-Shirt Hole
June 30, 2015 Update: T-shirt repair using this method is still holding strong! This isn’t a shirt I wear everyday, but it has been washed and worn several times since this original post in February 2015. I hope you have the same results as I have had. The other day I paused to straighten my shirt as I was running at the door and somehow one of my fingernails of steel punched a hole right through my shirt. AGH! I still have no idea how it happened. Especially since I’m not sporting particularly long or pointy fingernails at the moment. This is the shirt in question. A dressier version of…
Cleaning Baked Gunk off of Pans
I’m fairly certain I am using the same glass baking pans I received as a wedding gift…16 years ago. Now, that’s a quality product! Of course, they last a lot longer when you don’t use them at all for the first 10 or 11 years. Just saying. Anyway, the point of this story is that my glass bread (loaf) pans looked disgusting. I swear I cleaned them, but they had dried gunk on them that would not come off no matter how hard I tried. See? I promise I did try. I used a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser, every cleaning product in my cupboard, baking soda, glass cooktop cleaner, scraping it with…
Dusting a Piano with a Glossy Finish
I put a lot of effort into this post. That’s right. I waited and waited for dust to build up on my piano. It was hard, but I resisted the urge to dust it many times. What can I say? I’m a giver. Like many pianos, mine has a glossy finish. As much as I love it and plan on having it until my dying day, every little bit of dust and fingerprints shows up on it. (Do you know how many places a 4-year-old touches?) Product residue can make the piano’s finish look filmy. Even water marks can show up from dusting it with a damp rag. For a long time…
How to Get the Sweat Smell Out of Workout Clothes
I’m airing my dirty laundry today. I’ve mentioned before that my husband runs to work. I do mean that literally. He runs 6.5 miles each way. Maybe once or twice a week I have mercy on him and offer him a ride, but he usually prefers to round-trip it. That’s 13 miles per day in the Atlanta heat and humidity. When he gets home, he looks like he has jumped into a lake during a rainstorm. He’s that wet. There is not a dry spot on him. He leaves sweaty footprints on the floor if I don’t have a towel out for him to stand on. It’s gross. …
