Wonders of Washing Socks

It seems to be an amazing fact when there are scientific studies done on the loss of socks in the laundry…. I mean really now is this really something new or hasn’t it been around for years??? The bewildering facts of doing the laundry….

There you have it! Socks seem to take on their own life and wander off somewhere in the process of doing the laundry, but where do they go and where do they end-up??? This is mind boggling and the thought alone that one of my socks could just disappear is even worse then I thought…. OMG!!!

So, as an experienced person who does the laundry at our house, I got right down to the bare facts and looked at all the socks lying around the house, now believe me that is a lot of pairs or not pairs of socks…. Okay the not pairs seem to be singled out for polishing shoes and such, so I don’t feel so bad, but the others that just took-off ; well if I ever find them I will give them a piece of my mind!! Believe me….. They will wish that they never snuck out of the laundry basket!! Life can be hard for socks or so I think????? Maybe that is why they take-off and disappear????

HEADLINE: Socks on the run from washing machine

I got thinking about the life of a sock….. Okay, not very exciting really and if the wearer doesn’t have clean feet…. Ouch!!!! Not for me, and even if the wearer does have clean feet, just imagine caged up in a pair of shoes all day and not seeing anything and then in the evening taken off and thrown in the laundry basket… what kind of life is that???? Or maybe the person wears the same pair for a couple of days ….oohh and the poor sock may suffer even more then. These simple facts could be the reason why socks go astray. Though I am sure there could be other reasons too…

There it is laundry day (oh there are these thingies that keep your socks in pairs… personally I have never used them) and there are lots of tips too (or nowadays: life hacks). I’m old fashioned … sort the laundry out and throw it into the washing machine and of course after the machine is running there always seems be that odd sock that just springs up out of nowhere…. I could scream, but that won’t help either. Throw the gd sock back into the laundry basket and wash it next time if it is still there???? Sounds so adventurous to me.

But have you thought about your washing machine? I bet not…. Whether, front or top loader there within it is the drum with all its little holes hiding the secret workings of the machine itself. Maybe the socks get scared and take off through the holes or jump out of the machine when my back is turned getting the detergent. This I will never know …. But the mystery seems all so fascinating and I can understand that scientific studies must be done. Yes, mathematics could give us a statistical answer but which person doing the laundry is going to be thinking about statistics when turning the washing machine on…. Not me!

I use another method… Thanks mom!!! Put the socks together (knot them together- not tightly) when you take them off (matter of training yourself) and then when laundry day comes around sort out the laundry and when the socks pop-up only unknot them when you are going to put them into the washing machine and BINGO no lost socks and the mysteries of stray socks can be solved in a flash and all that without statistics or the such.

So, next time you take-off your socks and want to wash them; take time and see that they are in pairs to avoid that unavoidable runaway sock problem….

Puttering Around………

I got to thinking this morning how it always rains when you take a couple of days off from work …… Why is that?????
I somehow think the clouds and weather have a direct connection to the management department and plan together that, if I have off it should rain, so that they don’t feel so bad because they have to work…… An interesting theory ……. Don’t you think?

Well, I got this wiz bang idea to clean a room and hoe out the junk and I managed!!! Believe me it wasn’t easy, but now all the junk is in the hallway, but I must say the other room looks good!! And because it is raining outside, I can’t put the stuff outside either for awhile; while I sort the other stuff out!!! Bad luck somehow..

I really wasn’t planning on sorting stuff out; I wanted to be outside enjoying the summer weather and showing off my summer wardrobe, but “NO” it has to rain!!

Back to puttering around, sitting here thinking about it my grandmother was always “puttering around” the house, and when I asked her “What are you doing?” She would answer “puttering around”. Though I never understood it really… It was like she moved things around the house or straightened things up on the coffee table. I know the word “puttering around” is a bit dated, but I like the word, because you can do 20 things at once with no worries because you are “puttering around”…

So I’ll stick to the word “puttering around”, and since I started writing this; I’ve stopped to unload the washing machine, talked on the phone to a friend come back to write a bit more here, stopped again for a cup of coffee, looked at the newspaper. Wrote a bit more here, looked at the stuff in the hallway and I’ll “putter around” some more too.

To be honest “puttering around” on a rainy day isn’t that bad at all, as long as you have something to “putter around”…..
The thought is: When someone asks you “What did you do at home all day?” Your answer: “I was puttering around.”

And the person that asked that question won’t have the slightest idea of what you are talking about….

Enjoy “Puttering Around”!!!

World Earth Day April 22, 2012

World Earth Day is a day to make you aware of what is happening to the earth.

This is a good idea but why only on this day?

People should think about the environment everyday and not just for a couple of hours on a specific day. If people practiced saving energy and natural recourses and thought about how much water, gas, energy or other things that they use throughout their day we wouldn’t need to be reminded once a year that the earth’s resources are slowly but defiantly dwindling away.

Society seems to have gotten so greedy that they only think about themselves and what they need and not on the next generations to come and will there be anything left for those generations too?

There are so many ways a household can make their mark on the environment but are they willing to and do they maybe want to do without? This I doubt very much and so there you go the problem with the environment.

I myself can see the changes in the world around me that are caused from waste. Look at the oceans with all the plastic floating around in it and this being ingested by fish or they get tangled up in it and die. But as many think -> who cares; out of sight out of mind!

Or why does everyone have to own so many cars and then they all wonder -> why is there a gas shortage and prices are rising. Really now folks get real!

Or do you really need to watch TV 24/7 because the television set consumes a lot of energy and you have to pay for the electricity too. Maybe, ever thought of a TV free day or reading a book that could stimulate the mind as an alternative.

Another one is what ever happened to the good’ol clothes line where you hung your clothes out to dry and the wind and the sun dried them and they smelled good too and all that without the need of an electric dryer. The wonders of nature can be fascinating!!

There are thousands of ways that people can help out and still enjoy life. It is just a matter of starting to change your life style and not always procrastinate and say that I’ll start that tomorrow because you know as well as I do “Tomorrow never comes”

Think about what you can do and maybe you will feel better about yourself by doing your bit for the earth!

Can my Man?

While zapping through the channels on my TV; I again came across another fascinating show about men. These seem to be endless now-a-days.

I will admit that I am proud of my husband and that he can do many things and of course I brag to all my gal friends about his talents and they brag about their men too. But none of us would ever get the idea of going on TV to show the world what our man can do or maybe cannot do. Are we strange?

My man can do lots of great things like fix a leaky faucet or paint a room, though half way through the painting he seems to lose interest and I have to finish the job.

He can boil water or turn the washing machine on after I ask him a million times or he doesn’t have any more clean underwear. He can lose his keys -> this he can do really good and probably could get an award for it too!

I bet you gals know exactly what I am talking about here.

Or another good one is: What did you do with my glasses? They were right here where I left them on the coffee table but somehow they have disappeared and took it upon themselves to hide under a magazine or newspaper. Though the idea has run through my brain more than once that I should actually hide them and then he really can do something -> find them!!

But don’t tell my man that I told you all these great things about him because he is somewhat of a person who likes to keep his good traits to himself and not share them with the world.

On TV those guys seemed a bit henpecked if you asked me and they really weren’t thinking for themselves either. The gal was bombarding her man with instructions as to how to flip an egg in the frying pan and the man wasn’t really doing what he was told to do either.

I would have given my man a spatula and said: Flip the dam egg over and forget all the other nonsense, so we can win!

But then again those folks on TV are probably amateur actors getting paid to make fools of themselves.

Guys would you go on TV and make a fool of yourself just to prove that you can fry an egg or turn the washing machine on? I doubt it very much and I am sure you have the same opinion as my husband does about such programs. I will not write here what my husband said, but I am sure you can imagine….

Though with all the things my man can do there are something’s he can’t or won’t do and those things really aggravate me to no end, and they are not worth mentioning because I would be writing for the rest of the week and then I would have no time for other things in my life.

So gals if your “man can” be proud of him and tell him so and maybe he will surprise you with something new that he can do too!

The Chocolate Bunny

It was brought to my attention that Easter is just around the corner and hopefully the Easter bunny will find his way to my place with his GPS tracking system.

I can remember when I was a kid that was a great time of year and I believed that the Easter bunny visited our house not like kids now-a-days not believing in anything. And if the weather was warm enough we could search for Easter eggs outside; though I did have to be pretty fast because if I wasn’t our dog Cesar would find the chocolate eggs before me and eat them paper and all. The amazing part was that Cesar never got sick from eating so much chocolate with paper and if he did I never noticed it.

But I can remember one Easter that was really cold and the snow was still on the ground so that meant no looking for chocolate eggs outside. But that didn’t dampen my spirits because I knew the Easter bunny would come to my house and hide some chocolate eggs anyways.

Like always I got up early hoping to get a glimpse of the Easter bunny but no luck. The Easter bunny was like Santa Claus you never saw either of them but they always left you something great!

Well, on this cold Easter Sunday I thought I found all the small chocolate eggs and was enjoying myself eating them before breakfast. As they always said “start the day off right with a nutritious breakfast.” Well I was!!!

Anyways, the day went on and was over and Monday arrived. My parents never notice that I never found the large chocolate Easter bunny nor did I know anything about it. And since it was Monday my mom like always washed the cloths and once the washing machine was finished threw all the cloths into the wonderful dryer and you guessed it -> my chocolate Easter bunny was hidden in the dryer…

The kitchen seemed to fill-up with the lovely smell of melting chocolate and at first I thought “WOW, mom’s baking something” but quickly realized that wasn’t so. But I could still smell chocolate. My mom came into the kitchen and asked me what I was up to? I told her that I thought she was baking cookies but she said no and that I shouldn’t be in the kitchen.

I didn’t give-up so fast and asked what are you baking because it smells so good and then it dawned on my mom and she asked me “ Did you eat your large chocolate Easter bunny?” I said: No, I didn’t know the Easter bunny brought me one. My mom turned white as a sheet and opened the dryer to see all the freshly washed laundry covered in chocolate. I was devastated when I saw that and asked my mom why did the Easter bunny put my chocolate bunny in the dryer?

My poor mom was speechless but came up with a quick answer saying that the Easter bunny was afraid of Cesar and was worried that he would eat the chocolate bunny.
I was young enough to believe the story but my poor mom had to rewash all the cloths and scrape all the chocolate out of the dryer and never again was a chocolate bunny hidden in the dryer.

Marriage has ended

This is a phenomenon that seems to be happening quite a bit now-a-days and somehow things aren’t like they used to be where you stayed together until death do us part. Those days are long gone.

My grandparents managed 60 years of martial bliss and stuck it out with each other no matter how dire the circumstances were. And I think if it was now-a-days my gran would have left my grandfather faster than you can bat an eyelid. But she was from the old school, so you stayed at the helm and kept a stiff upper lip no matter what.

There are interesting happenings in the world of divorce now-a-days and what people haggle over and about are truly amazing. Plus all these marital contracts to prevent one party from obtaining tooooo much money or possessions from the other person.

But the best is when it comes to things around the house for example the dish washer or washing machine; now who in their right mind would haggle over such things or end a marriage because of a machine? This supposedly happened somewhere in the world and how it exactly went I cannot remember but here is my interpretation of the whole deal.

It started out like this: The couple was in marital bliss and then reality set in were the woman did not train her hubby nor see if he was certified for doing housework and instead of talking to each other about the domestic problems they both let them pass by and one Christmas he bought his wife a dish washer for a present that she did not want. She had hoped for a pair of diamond earrings but -> bad luck!
Then as time went on he purchased her a new washing machine with all the programs but he was unwilling to learn how to use it and after a couple of heated conversations she told him to stick-it.

One day he finally thought he would wash his laundry himself and noted that this is good fun and started doing it regularly and said to his beloved wife you don’t need to do my laundry anymore. She got suspicious and thought maybe he had lipstick on his collar or the smell of another gal’s perfume on his shirts.

This whole scene started a real argument and she said to him: I’ll see you at my lawyers, because I am going to go back to my mother.

He said: Go ahead and so she steamed off with her one and only suitcase and the dishwasher that he had given her. He would not allow her to take the washing machine because he had fallen in love with it and he wasn’t going to part with it.

They met a couple of days later at her lawyers and they came to an amicable agreement were she got some cash and he could keep the washing machine.

The moral of the story is talk to each other and don’t let a washing machine ruin your marriage.

Shocking News !

Well as you all know I am an avid reader and like to keep myself up-to-date on all the latest scientific studies. I don’t want to be left behind because I didn’t read an important article that could possible influence my life.

Scientists have come to the conclusion that after years of extensive research that men are not good at or nor do they like doing housework. I am sure the scientists who were involved in this study were men so they too could get out of doing the housework by saying: “Honey, I have to go to the lab now and sorry I won’t be able to help you around the house, but I am sure you can manage the job alone.”

All I can say here is -> he’s lucky he’s not my husband!!!

My question on those guys is: “Why didn’t they just ask me?” I could have given them the answer even though I don’t have a PhD in housework; but I do have enough experience to know what I am talking about here when it comes to doing housework. Though the problem could have been that the scientists forgot to sort their laundry out and the colors bled which held up progress and that’s why the study took so long and they forgot to ask me.

I can only speak for myself here and maybe some of you gals see it the same way as I do. If your husband, boyfriend or guy did the housework without asking him too; it would make front pager news on the local newspaper. I would faint from shock if that happened!!!

Again they listed what men don’t do or do very good around the house:

● Don’t sort the laundry before washing it -> Why, if it’s all the same color there’s less work.

● Don’t like to vacuum -> What happened to the British guy who invented the vacuum cleaner for men? I bet it doesn’t have enough space age technology.

● Can’t manage the dishes -> Just image going to the office with dish pan hands….A good reason to steer clear of this job.

● Repairing things -> Who has the right tool for the job? I’ll be back in an hour with the right tool and hopefully by then you will have forgotten about the job!

So really with all those arguments how could you even imagine thinking about asking your hubby to do the housework????
I find the best one is small repairs around the house. I asked my hubby recently to drill a hole in the wall and put a screw with a fastener thing on it in the hole so I could hang a picture on the wall.

After asking about a trillion times (you know what I’m talking about) I got the electric drill out and all the other stuff that I needed for the job and then my hubby asked me “What am I doing with his drill?” I explained to him what I wanted to do, but he said “Not with my tools!”

I asked myself: Since when are those bloody things his? He went on to explain that I had enough stuff like a dishwasher, washing machine and dryer that he had bought especially for me. I could have exploded when I heard that…
I asked “What about the tools?” and he said “no their mine.”

So, from this incident I could clearly see that household chores are delegated accordingly and I have come to this conclusion without any scientific evidence or research.

But at that moment it dawned on me that I should hold training seminars, so all those men could learn the intricacies of housework and earn themselves a degree in housework. This way when a gal meets a prospective guy he could proudly show her his housework degree and that they know how to do housework; plus the certificate is like software with yearly up-dates so it doesn’t run on the wrong program. And this way it ensures that the gal knows exactly what their getting before they decide to tie the knot.

So, gals please check that your guy is certified guaranteeing quality housework and not like those men in the scientific study.

Time and memories – 1

Remember the times when life seemed so simple and we actually enjoyed things and took the time to admire them too. Things weren’t so disposable and they were built to last not like today – it breaks down, so throw it out and buy a new one.

I remember as a kid that when something of major proportion was bought it was an event! I can say at least in our household it was and I am sure in many others too.

My dad bought my mom a new washing machine and dryer (naturally matching colors)for a present. My mom was enthralled by the thought of this and since we had a huge kitchen; designated a small section for these wonderful appliances that would save her time.
I personally couldn’t get as excited as my mom did, but I was happy for her, and hoped that she would enjoy them.

The big day came and they were delivered and hooked-up; you would have thought royalty were coming to our house with the whirl wind of excitement that was going on.
After the delivery men left my mom stood in front of both appliances and was proud as pie and grinning from ear to ear! She loved those two appliances because I could see it on her face. Maybe some of you can remember those times?

Naturally, after about an hour she was on the phone to all her friends telling them about the wonders of washing and drying.
I must say I was baffled by the whole situation, so I asked my mom ” Why are you making such a fuss about the washing machine and dryer? She answered me with a smile saying:” Dear, you will understand this when you are older.” That was definitely not the answer I had hoped for, but it got me thinking about being an adult and the joys of washing even though I wasn’t too sure that it was a joyous event.

Anyways, a couple of days past and my mom – still bursting with pride about her appliances informed me that all her friends would be coming by tomorrow afternoon for coffee and to have a look at the two new members of our household. To be honest I was a bit jealous because those two appliances seemed to be getting more attention then I did.

The washing machine was huge! The tub in the washing machine was so large that you could take a bath in it and be softened with fabric softener and in the end after that you could hop into the dryer for a spin and come out all dry and shiny. ( Note: I never did this and nor should you because it can do bodily harm.)

The excitement was mounting and my mom cleaned the house and got everything ready for “the day” and then it was there all her friends were gathered in the kitchen admiring those two appliances as if they were new born babies.
My mom showed how each program worked and so forth as if conducting a professional seminar for washing machines, and all the while her friends looked truly amazed at the wonders of washing and wishing they had a machine like my mom’s.

Those gals took time to enjoy the happiness of the other person instead of being jealous because they didn’t have such an appliance.

Though to this day I must admit that now I can understand her answer but still part of me still asks ” What is the joy in the whole process ?”
Can anyone answer this question for me?

So, remember enjoy your new washing machine no matter what and have a party around it because hey
It’s a good excuse to take time for your friends!

Cold weather coats and people

Winter seems to be a time for cold weather and all sorts of odd-looking outfits. I personally like to dress warmly and have some sort of fashionable look about me, even though it may not be the same fashion tastes as others and all I can say is I am happy with the way I look. But if one of my friends say to me “Don’t you think you look a bit strange or fat in what you have on”; I take this in stride because maybe there’s some truth in it and I should change my outfit or coat. We seem to find ourselves searching for what we consider warm and at the same time making a statement saying here I am look at me.

I must say I look at other people to see what their wearing and I am sure many of you look at what other people are wearing too when it’s cold outside. Even though if someone confronted you and asked “Were you looking at me?” Most of us would automatically deny it- I mean really do you actually want to say “Hey, I was staring at what you have on and I think it looks really bad on you.” Can you image the response you would get from that person? I don’t even what to think about it, let alone the thought that you may get a black eye at the same time too for saying something like that. Too dangerous for me; I’m going to steer clear of saying anything.

Though I will admit that I have often thought about what the other person is wearing and think it looks like s#@t on them or I think “did you get dressed in the dark?” or to side track a bit: you are on the bus or subway and the heat is on full power, and there is someone there who hasn’t had a shower for weeks and the body odor is penetrating everywhere and the person who – to put it nicely stinks and seems to be oblivious to everything.
When there is someone around like that I always wish that I had a gas mask with me, so I won’t suffocate. Haven’t these people ever heard of soap and water and the washing machine where you can put your clothes (and maybe they should dive into it too) into this machine add some soap and turn it on and after about an hour – bingo-your clothes are clean!
The miracle of modern appliances.

Sorry got a bit side tracked from the fashion points of cold weather but it was something which I found important to mention.
Now-a-days you can buy all sorts of winter coats that are affordable for everyone. There are some people who prefer expensive coats sporting a label so that everyone can see that they may have spent a lot of money on their coat. Whether the coats warm that’s not the question; main thing is it was expensive and I can brag to all my friends that I spent a fortune – I am someone now-. Then there’s the person who wears a coat that wouldn’t keep you warm in the middle of summer. It’s made of some flimsy material but they feel they look cool in it and probably feeling coooool too. Or I love the coats that look like an old blanket; you know the fake fur sort- looks good new, but once you’ve washed it once in the washing machine that’s the end of it and it looks like an old blanket. Though hopefully warm?

I mean the choice is endless when it comes to the sort of materials that winter coats are made of and here are some examples: wool, polyester, down, cotton, etc and same holds true for colors, though this seems to be limited. Most popular colors seem to be black, brown, or blue though sometimes you may get lucky and see someone wearing a coat or jacket of a brighter color and then they stand-out like a sore thumb.

Remember years ago when almost all winter apparel was brightly colored and everyone could see you coming a mile away. Too bad those days are over. But I can say I saw someone with one of those older model winter coats on. It was a yellow-orange color with shoulder pads that made the women look like a weight lifter – maybe she was who knows?
Those coats back then never did a thing for your figure and if you are short you looked like a stuffed duck with shoulders on you that made you look like you could lift weights weighing a ton without a problem.

So much for winter fashion. Stay warm and enjoy winter!