My mom got a dishwasher at about that time, even though they were large and bulky. It took up an inordinate amount of space in our small kitchen.
But my mom had a thing about properly clean dishes - I never hand-washed dishes as a child, dishwashing was not considered a child’s chore in my house, and my mom used really hot water and wore gloves.
Loading the dishwasher was, however, very much considered a child’s chore, as was rinsing the dishes before they went in. The dishwasher was of real convenience to my mother - not so much to me.
I live alone and hand wash my few dishes and cookware. I store cans and odd size implements in my dishwasher, must have 50 cans of soup, tuna, sardines, tomato sauce…
Awesome! The Croque Monsieur is one of my favorite sandwiches. They are very hard to find in the Cleveland area. They are supposed to be nice and thick. But it should also be covered with melted Gruyere cheese. I’ll definitely try one.
I think my wife thinks the same. She can’t - I’m often rewashing dishes. (She lost most of the sight in one eye, so she has an excuse for not seeing the dirt.)
Her mother was the same way.
Exactly wtf is Pete Davidson supposed to be, for those of us who don’t watch SNL? He’s the star of a shitty looking phone plan commercial, enthusiastically spouting shit like, “that’s what I’m twalkin’ about!”
My late MIL was nearly blind, and her dishes were disgusting, even tho she used a dishwasher. Especially the pots - the few times I cooked at her place, I had to scrub any cookware I needed before I could use it.
As for me, before I load the dishwasher, I check for dried-on food bits - they never seem to come off. Then again, my dishwasher is over 20 years old - maybe it’s just not up to the job any longer.
I’ve mentioned ads that show up between game levels on my tablet. Lately, all the ads are targeting women over 50 (or 60) and, yes, that’s my demographic. I’m being bombarded with offerings of incontinence panties (at $25 a pair!!!), bras for the saggy set, and chair yoga. I’m not sure what triggered all this - I don’t recall sharing my age recently, but maybe I did.
What kills me specifically are the panty ads. Even tho they’re supposedly for the over 50 crowd, all the models are 20-somethings with nary a wrinkle or extra ounce on their tight little bodies. Unfortunately, you can’t just skip the ads - they have to run a certain amount of time before the magical X appears in the corner. Oh how I suffer for my stupid match-3 games!
Of course you have to wash off all the dried food, that’s why I hate the commercials for “power wash” dishwasher detergent because they sit on a throne full of lies! No, Dany washes all the dishes with Dawn and a sponge and then puts them all soapy in the dishwasher.
As for those ads. . . I keep getting ones where the man is a horrible human being. Leaves his girl for the nurse at her hospital bed where she as just given birth to, supposedly, his child. Pushes her off a cliff. Laughs as he leaves her and her baby in the snow with his new, prettier girl. And worse stuff. Who are these ads for? I certainly do not want to play your misrepresented game after that!
The ads that get my old blood boiling (OK, slightly warm-- I’m too old for boiling) are all the ones in my AARP magazine showing old people climbing mountains, mountain bike riding-- in the mountains!, deep sea diving, running marathons. Usually they are ads for prescription drugs, so why are you advertising them anyway? But mostly, they make me feel inadequate and weak because I don’t care what kind of drugs you give me, ain’t no way I’m beating my grandson at one on one basketball. And he’s 7.
There is another ad that keeps popping up on my solitaire game that is so offensive and hostile I can’t imagine who it would appeal to:
A very obese woman is shoveling in food at a fast-food restaurant while the server looks on and thinks “Wow she’s eating a lot, I hope she pays her bill.” This is the cue for the eater to open her wallet and discover it’s empty! OMG! She immediately gets on her phone and dials – somebody – who informs her that she’s been playing the wrong on line cash-out solitaire game and that’s why she’s broke. So the eater immediately plays a few rounds of “better solitaire,” tops up her PayPal account, and resumes stuffing in the food. The server thinks “Wow! I need to start playing “better solitaire” RIGHT NOW!”
I don’t even know how to start to deconstruct the multitude of things that are wrong with this ad, it’s so bad on so many levels. I can only hope its true purpose is to turn people away from these predatory on-line gambling apps.
That sound better than the game ads I usually get, most which show a young cartoon mother who endures horrific abuse at the hands of a cartoon man (who is frequently in the arms of a hot cartoon mistress).
In a typical ad, he tells her he hates her and wants her gone and physically ejects her from a beautiful home into a raging blizzard, literally kicking her toddler child, maybe grabbing the infant from her and throwing the child after her. Then she stumbles into an old unheated shack, and if you make the right choice, you, the ad viewer, can fix a broken window or light a fire.
There are multiple variants, in one the child has a gross pus- filled cartoon infection, in another she goes to drop a child off at a cartoon safe haven, in another a cartoon judge rules in favor of the cartoon man.
I really don’t understand the dynamic or why they think these gratuitous ads are effective in selling whatever completely unrelated puzzle game they’re trying to promote……some of them even have disclaimers assuring viewers that they won’t see this kind of nasty domestic abuse shit in the actual game.
O.k. I know this is a gripe, but this whole paragraph made me laugh. Thanks!
I only play free games with no ads, and now I’m really glad I do. If I want to play solitaire, I don’t need a fancy hi-falutin’ version – especially ones with those kind of nasty ads.
I very occasionally play solitaire on my phone. I actually have several solitaire apps on my phone, and I rotate among them, but one thing they all seem to have in common is that after completing almost every game I get barraged with an ad for some other game. There doesn’t seem to be any way to stop them, or in any way indicate that I’m not interested. The most annoying ones are those that start off with a medical push suggesting that playing this game will improve my mental acuity and prevent me from going senile.
I have a game I play regularly that had a lot of ads. I found that if I turn off cellular data for that game, then turn off WiFi before I start the game, boom, no more ads. It’s an extra step, but it gets rid of the annoying ads. I just have to remember to turn WiFi back on when I’m done.
Charmin has long since beaten the “does a bear shit in the woods” gag. They should reboot the ads, with Dr. Watson and Sherlock Holmes comparing the merits of their favorite toilet paper. “No shit, Sherlock!”
There’s a YouTube commercial that always comes on in the middle of a video. It’s for Jitterbug phones. The music is a bouncy number with what sounds like whistling as the main instrument. And it comes on at what seems like double volume. I can’t mute fast enough, and even then I fume about it for a couple seconds.
Woah, all of a sudden I’m kinda relieved that I predominantly get ads for Vanish holsters, some silly knife company, a hoity-toity slim jim style meat stick outfit, and bizarre pink salt weight loss plans on YT.
I’m about as likely to buy into them as I am a Jitterbug phone, but none of them have a whistling theme song.
There’s a series (well, two versions) of Kit Kat commercials that bother me. One shows an office worker and the other shows a kid in his bedroom opening up a Kit Kat. One shows the boss asking for something, and the other shows the dad asking when chores will be done.
4 big guys wearing all-brown suit ensembles, looking like Mafia enforcers or bodyguards for sketchy billionaires, suddenly appear and say “yo, your boy’s on a crispy creamy Kit Kat break”. When the boss / dad says “but…” they hold up a hand and say, with somewhat menacing emphasis “your boy’s on a break”.
In the case of the dad / son scene, the dad also says “so when will the chores get done?” and the 4 big guys materialize vacuums and start vacuuming the bedroom floor. As a dad who struggled for years to get my kids to do their chores and eat right, I want to say “so you magical Kit Kat thugs are just going to enable my son to continue to lay around and eat crap? I’ve been trying to get him to do his chores or get at least a half hour of any kind of exercise for the past two days. His doctor says he’s pre-diabetic. You’re not doing him any favors!”