I wish I was feeling creative enough to write rhyming lyrics, but really this is just a post complaining about dishes.
There will be no photos with this post, because let's face it a post complaining about dishes is not inspired by a sparkling kitchen, but rather the opposite. I'm afraid my kitchen lacks the lustre to share on cyber space at this point. Maybe someday, but today is not that day.
I wish I had a dishwasher. Someone or something other than me. I had one in my old home. It was wonderful! I just hid the dishes away in it until it was ready to run, then it was almost like magic. You put those white pucks in, turn on, watch TV and when your program or movie was over, they were washed and pretty much dried if you had a fabulous machine!
Oh how I miss those days!
The man who reno'ed our kitchen thought a pub height sink was a great idea. Sure you don't have to bend down while washing dishes. Nope, instead you have to reach over and into the sink...oh and you know that wet spot you get on your belly from leaning against the sink...let's just say that wet spot has become two spots and is in rather unflattering locations.
Our counter height doesn't accommodate a dishwasher and the layout of our kitchen also doesn't provide a location to store a dishwasher when not being used. So I just have to suck it up and embrace my wet spots and scrub a dub dub...Maybe I should think about writing those lyrics to help pass the time while doing so.
Anyways off I go to work on the rest of my chores this fine morning.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
The Heart of the Home
I think I recall hearing a saying one time about the Kitchen being the heart of the home. That is not the truth in my home.
In my home the heart is the dining room table. It would likely be the kitchen table, but our kitchen isn't laid out in a way that can accommodate a table. Regardless, it is our table that is the heart of our home.
Why do I say this you may ask?
Well that's an easy question to answer. It is the place where we gather as a family. It is where we learn. It is where we feast. It is where we play and create.
In our home, the table is where we sit down and eat our holiday meals, and our daily meals. It is where we sit and talk.
In our home, the table is where the pie dough gets rolled out.
In our home, the table is where we gather with family and friends to enjoy a game or two.
But also, in our home, the table is where our 4 year old sits to create her many crafts.
Yes, my table is old. It was made in the 1920's. Almost everything in this house is old...that's how I like it. You buy a 1902 model house, I decorate it with old furniture. Simply due to its age it would have so many stories to tell.
It's often covered with glitter glue and sparkles...sometimes it's cluttered, but it is where we can focus on being a family, thus the heart of our home!
In my home the heart is the dining room table. It would likely be the kitchen table, but our kitchen isn't laid out in a way that can accommodate a table. Regardless, it is our table that is the heart of our home.
Why do I say this you may ask?
Well that's an easy question to answer. It is the place where we gather as a family. It is where we learn. It is where we feast. It is where we play and create.
In our home, the table is where we sit down and eat our holiday meals, and our daily meals. It is where we sit and talk.
In our home, the table is where the pie dough gets rolled out.
In our home, the table is where we gather with family and friends to enjoy a game or two.
But also, in our home, the table is where our 4 year old sits to create her many crafts.
Yes, my table is old. It was made in the 1920's. Almost everything in this house is old...that's how I like it. You buy a 1902 model house, I decorate it with old furniture. Simply due to its age it would have so many stories to tell.
It's often covered with glitter glue and sparkles...sometimes it's cluttered, but it is where we can focus on being a family, thus the heart of our home!
What is the heart of your home?
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