When I was growing up, ironing was a scheduled chore for every mom. A day was set aside each week for the task. Mounds of wrinkled fabric billowed from a waiting basket. Mom lugged the ironing board ...

My mother knew how to iron. I should have paid more attention. I remember her standing over the ironing board, forming crisp fresh-smelling stacks of linens. I did not take further note because, back ...

Don’t you just love ironing? No? Maybe it’s time to invest in a new ironing board, dress it up with a colorful cover and splurge on a new iron. We checked out what’s new in ironing found quite a few ...