I'm not sure what the zucchini dance is, but I agree
PF: Did you know that modern dishwashers are more efficient (in terms of water and power) than hand washing?
Yes, I do know that...I also know how big the kitchen is in this apartment.
I'm not sure what the zucchini dance is, but I agree
PF: Did you know that modern dishwashers are more efficient (in terms of water and power) than hand washing?
I'm not sure either but it has something to do with going out into a corn field at night on a full moon, with the zucchinis the neighbors stashed in your car, music, dancing, costumes celebrating women/sisters--like the ya ya sisterhood.I'm not sure what the zucchini dance is, but I agree
Yes, I do know that...I also know how big the kitchen is in this apartment.
My kitchen isn't very big, not tiny, but small. We have a small, portable dishwasher that gets used as a mini-island.
Is that service or what? I got my wheelchair after five p.m. yesterday. It had to go back. The seat belt was broken. Son #1 printed out the return bar code, repackaged and wrapped the chair up, sealed the carton. So tonight at eight p.m., my doorbell rings and it is Jack, my favorite UPS man. He takes the box, put the return label on it and leaves me the new wheelchair. Amazon must have expressed it overnight from PA. I thought I would have to reorder a new one. That is what it said on the Amazon site. "Your credit card will be credited and you can reorder the item."
I am impressed. Now I have to wait until tomorrow for Son #1 to come and open it for me. The package is way to big for me to handle. And I have been having bouts of angina today. So why push my luck. Here's hoping that this one is all right.
Cool, Addie! I think I'd go nuts not being able to open a package!
So many times when I see shoppers-for-homes on HGTV complaining that the kitchen in the prospective new home is too small, I think uncharitable thoughts about spoiled people, or, perhaps more charitably, inexperienced people. So many wonderful dishes come from teeny, tiny kitchens. For example, those chefs on Chopped can just barely turn around in the space they're given and turn out world-class food (I'm ignoring the spacious pantry & fridge) in record time.
I opened the package. I was so surprised. It is a birthday present from a very special friend. Not the wheelchair after all. I almot started to cry.
Bless you for your positive attitude about life.Small kitchen? They should come and live in a studio for the elderly. I am very fortunate in that I have one of the largest kitchens in the building. Some only have counter space no wider than a narrow cabinet. So what I don't get sunshine through my windows. I get to cook in my big kitchen. I even have empty cabinets. The older you get, you either become very grateful for what you have or very bitter for what you lost. I am one of the grateful ones. I could be on the other side of the building where the summer sun comes blaring in and you roast even with the AC on full blast.
I am still alive and with modern medicine, I am feeling really good. I get the usual arse aches that come with old age. But that is what is supposed to happen. Getting old is hard work. No one promised me an easy life.
+1!Bless you for your positive attitude about life.
My Dad had an uncle who lived to within 4 days of his 101st birthday. They took his driver's license away from him at 95 and he was furious! Said that he could out drive anyone 1/3 his age. So, he took the test and passed! Unfortunately a year later he was put into a home because he wasn't able to care for himself properly. He also hated it there because everyone acted old and befuddled. He also was the oldest one there but when we went to celebrate his 99th birthday, he had a mind as sharp as a tack.Addie, you remind me of my paternal grandmother. She had to go into an old people's home because she had cataracts* and they made her blind. She hated it there because, as she put it, it was full of old people. She was the oldest resident.