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Post by raymondo on Jul 7, 2011 1:25:55 GMT -5
I just grate a little plain, unadulterated soap into the wash. Have done for years. No-one's commented on my lack of clean clothes, so either everyone's too polite to say, or it works just fine.
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Post by mnjrutherford on Jul 8, 2011 4:30:22 GMT -5
I do believe I hear rain coming?.... Yes! WOOHOO!
ahem, back to the topic... Steev... you don't need money when your stoned! ;o)
I adore my washing machine and if I loose electricity I'll start a hamster breeding program to keep both it and the dryer running. But, what do you have against buttons?
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Post by steev on Jul 8, 2011 10:52:37 GMT -5
I have nothing against buttons, very useful. However, if you put them between a rock and a hard place, they aren't all they're cracked up to be.
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Post by seedywen on Jul 8, 2011 18:48:45 GMT -5
Buttons have an inherent cuteness. What's not to love, about a button nose? Maybe some guy in a button-down shirt gave you the ruler, instead of a carrot, steev  I love my automatic washing machine. Although won't go as far, as that Vatican guy in 2009 who gave the washing machine, high credit for the emacipation of women in the 20th century. But then I've snow-shoed down a mountain in winter when the spring froze, to do laundry, fired up my Grandma's wringer to do a passle of loads, scrubbed more than a few items on the proverbial washboard, and paid precious coin to numerous laundromats. Love my washing machine! Dryer not so necessary. Still remember one auntie who lived in a big high-ceiled Victorian house, with laundry racks in the kitchen, where she placed the wet clothes befor hauling them, by pulleys up towards the ceiling to dry. And seeing countless women and children, gathered around deep river pools off the highway in south Mexico. Laundry took all day, beating the clothes against those river rocks. When my daughter lived that life, she said, it wasn't so bad. La familia took their or borrowed a truck, piled extra womenfolk into the back with their laundry/kids and headed to one of the numerous irrigation canals in the countryside. There they stayed until the laundry was done and dried, usually taking the whole day. Bright sun shining, kids playing in the water, it was more a day's outing. Only a few pesos for gas and for laundry soap. Not to paint too idyllic a picture here though. Other darker social stains, more difficult to erase. |
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Post by steev on Jul 8, 2011 22:26:36 GMT -5
I've always figured the clothes rack over the heater vent was at least as useful as an air-humidifier as it was a clothes-drier. Up in the rack was the preferred sleeping perch of one of my cats; I didn't mind, but the little goof couldn't go up or down without pulling off some of the clothes.
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Post by mnjrutherford on Jul 9, 2011 9:53:29 GMT -5
Women are emancipated? From what pray tell? I can't walk out of the house while the laundry is running even if it is a machine doing the labor. While it runs, I'm cataloging plants, drawing plans, making clothes, cooking, preserving, cleaning, researching, writing, and on and on and on. REAL multi-tasking. I'm emancipated? Does this mean I can just fling my sagging breasts around my neck in the winter instead of knitting a new scarf? I really do hate bras but the shopping cart wheels at Wal-Mart really hurt when they run over the nipples ya know.
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Post by steev on Jul 9, 2011 10:58:49 GMT -5
OK, you have outdone me in creative expression. Kudos!
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Post by synergy on Jul 9, 2011 14:37:25 GMT -5
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at that , mnjrutherford
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Post by steev on Jul 9, 2011 15:06:19 GMT -5
So I'm guessing your new washer doesn't have a wringer?
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Post by ottawagardener on Jul 9, 2011 15:52:52 GMT -5
Those are some impressively long breasts mnjrutherford. You could fling those over your shoulder to give piggybacking toddlers a drink if in need and if capable.
I will just repeat: I love my washing machine. I agree, dryer, dish washer not so necessary.
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Post by mnjrutherford on Jul 9, 2011 16:12:45 GMT -5
OH NO!!! I'VE OUTDONE STEEV IN CREATIVE EXPRESSION!?!?!? ::sigh:: Time to die. I noticed that Costco has a good coffin at a cheap price. Surprisingly, the model is called "Josephine". ::rolls eyes::
Synergy, you can laugh till you cry! They aren't really that long Telsing... There are just days when I feel like that and I suppose this is one of those days. ;o)
I wring my hands by hand....
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Post by seedywen on Jul 10, 2011 15:15:32 GMT -5
Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
And you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them, over your shoulder, like a Continental soldier?
Do your ears hang low?
Great description, mnj! Maybe you can add a verse about breasts to this old campfire song.
Anyone remember when bras were nicknamed, 'over the shoulder, boulder holders'? Yikes! Maybe that comment dates me:)
Bras can be the ban of the automatic washing machine. The straps get wrapped around the inner thingee. Ditto for apron strings. And bath-robe ties. Heck! Why don't we get rid of clothes (and washing) altogether!
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Post by mnjrutherford on Jul 10, 2011 16:10:16 GMT -5
OMGOSH! LOL I LOVE that song! We STILL call bras by that name. As for adding a verse... hmmm... a challenge if ever I've heard one! I've got lots of bad breast jokes... If you are extremely overweight and lose a lot of weight fast, your breasts are the second thing to go. ;o)
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Post by seedywen on Jul 10, 2011 16:20:47 GMT -5
Oops! My post should have read, 'bane' of the automatic washing machine. Got it mixed up with 'Ban the Bra'!
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Post by steev on Jul 10, 2011 21:30:23 GMT -5
Doesn't Costco have a smaller casket called "Napoleon"?
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