tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post4399946724280321336..comments2023-09-25T04:23:23.030-06:00Comments on Uncommon Notions: A Very Rich ManDeborah Gamblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-7802644413787421302008-04-17T22:18:00.000-06:002008-04-17T22:18:00.000-06:00I remember how dad would laugh at his little joke ...I remember how dad would laugh at his little joke every time, enjoying it as much as the first time he told it. Dishwasher? I have 4 ha ha ha ha .Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04114246334474659858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-15285254794038382542008-04-04T23:27:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:27:00.000-06:00Crazycath,Welcome and thanks for reminiscing with ...Crazycath,<BR/><BR/>Welcome and thanks for reminiscing with me.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-84315960517534843412008-04-04T23:26:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:26:00.000-06:00Michal,It might be temporary. We'll see how long ...Michal,<BR/><BR/>It might be temporary. We'll see how long I can keep it up. So many stories to tell so I had to write 'em down while they were on my mind.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-80405058139999985662008-04-04T23:25:00.001-06:002008-04-04T23:25:00.001-06:00Debbie,Rules! My poor children don't have any ide...Debbie,<BR/><BR/>Rules! My poor children don't have any idea what rules are all about. At least not the old fashioned kind of rules.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-61220218588861090032008-04-04T23:25:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:25:00.000-06:00Debbie,Rules! My poor children don't have any ide...Debbie,<BR/><BR/>Rules! My poor children don't have any idea what rules are all about. At least not the old fashioned kind of rules.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-81857180113897450322008-04-04T23:23:00.001-06:002008-04-04T23:23:00.001-06:00Akelamalu,WIth one dishwasher it might be a tide c...Akelamalu,<BR/><BR/>WIth one dishwasher it might be a tide comin' in. With four of us it was more of a hurricane.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-64213252473971147652008-04-04T23:23:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:23:00.000-06:00Momma,Welcome! They were unwieldy. And creaky. ...Momma,<BR/><BR/>Welcome! They were unwieldy. And creaky. But oh how we wished we had one.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-68507615660550290512008-04-04T23:22:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:22:00.000-06:00Suldog,Thanks, guy!Suldog,<BR/><BR/>Thanks, guy!Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-17005778587357741142008-04-04T23:21:00.000-06:002008-04-04T23:21:00.000-06:00David,Sisters 1-4 spent a lot of tme crying a figh...David,<BR/><BR/>Sisters 1-4 spent a lot of tme crying a fighting, turning a 30 minute chore into a two hour one. Sister #5 was the baby and was excused from the chores until she was much older.Deborah Gamblehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07950955046427526175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-83801744899620739142008-04-04T11:21:00.000-06:002008-04-04T11:21:00.000-06:00I remember that as a child too! We WERE the dishwa...I remember that as a child too! We WERE the dishwashers.<BR/><BR/>And until I bought one, I called my dishwasher by my son's name (or my husband's) lol<BR/><BR/>Shame on me. :-/<BR/><BR/>That was a great post. Over from David's.Cathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01247084030899971480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-27774386956478055522008-04-04T09:40:00.000-06:002008-04-04T09:40:00.000-06:00can i just express how glad i am that you are back...can i just express how glad i am that you are back to blogging? i hope it isn't temporary. we've missed you so.<BR/><BR/>we didn't have a dishwasher for the first four years of marriage, and even though my husband told plenty of dishwasher/women jokes, HE was the dishwasher in our house. <BR/><BR/>your father was lucky to have all those daughters to do the dishes. i now know how many dirty dishes a large family can generate (and we are only on #4 around here.) thank goodness that i have a built-in dishwasher now.Michalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11516535861628199093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-40001056779282916102008-04-04T08:36:00.000-06:002008-04-04T08:36:00.000-06:00What I remember most about childhood sinks and dis...What I remember most about childhood sinks and dishwashing...<BR/><BR/>ALWAYS rinse the milk out of the glass.<BR/><BR/>Do NOT let the water run while washing dishes.<BR/><BR/>A neighbor with 3 daughters wouldn't let me help wash until I could raise the cast iron frying pan all the way over my head.<BR/><BR/>That sucker was heavy...so I just watched :(<BR/><BR/>David sent me :)Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18440751066438510282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-34911149880653054022008-04-04T08:15:00.000-06:002008-04-04T08:15:00.000-06:00I remember standing on a chair at the kitchen sink...I remember standing on a chair at the kitchen sink washing dishes. Mum would come in and say "I see the tide's in!" as she got the mop out to get all the water up off the floor!<BR/><BR/>I came here via David's.Akelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-4635894159269252562008-04-04T06:51:00.000-06:002008-04-04T06:51:00.000-06:00Hey, I remember those dishwashers. Ugly, unwieldy ...Hey, I remember those dishwashers. Ugly, unwieldy things, weren't they? I hadn't thought of washing dishes by hand as a social activity, but now that you bring it up, it does seem that it was a gathering place for us all after a huge meal (especially on Sundays). Lots of dinner conversations continued over suds and dish towels. <BR/><BR/>Nice post! <BR/><BR/>David sent me - DRiverPoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846730934649303857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-52499355551079400842008-04-03T14:09:00.000-06:002008-04-03T14:09:00.000-06:00Excellent run of posts lately, DG.Excellent run of posts lately, DG.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3057616764928118790.post-88059128032403066372008-04-03T12:48:00.000-06:002008-04-03T12:48:00.000-06:00Hmmmm, I want/ need/ demand more details about wha...Hmmmm, I want/ need/ demand more details about what the Sisters Five ACTUALLY did during the water fest in the kitchen.<BR/><BR/>Yes?david mcmahonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18009095220051075552noreply@blogger.com