“I’ve buried a lot of my laundry in the back yard.”

My house was cold when I woke up this morning. I needed socks. Without warm feet, I’m doomed to feel chilly even in slippers. I felt a bit of a nip in the air when I went to get the papers. Gracie was quickly out and quickly back inside. She and the two cats are having their morning naps. After all, they have been up all of three hours.

I wonder who first decided toast was for breakfast. I toast sandwich bread too but mostly I don’t, except for BLT bread which demands to be toasted. I always toast my bread for breakfast so a toaster is a must in my kitchen. Was toast happenstance or a brilliant idea? That’s one of the mysteries of life. I hate crooked pictures. Why go to all the trouble of locating the right spot, finding a nail, hammering it onto the wall and then hanging a picture you totally forget about? Pictures by their very shape need to be straight. I don’t mind an unmade bed. I like a made bed better, but I’m okay if it’s unmade. I think that’s because I don’t go upstairs enough to be bothered by it. Sometimes clothes sit in my dryer for a few days or even a week until I do laundry again. Folding it and then bringing the laundry up two flights is one of my least favorite chores. The laundry rush used to happen when I ran out of clean underwear, but that’s no longer the case. I bought plenty for my trip to Ghana so the laundry can sit in the dryer for a while. I don’t care about wrinkles. No where I go has a sign which says shoes, shorts and no wrinkles. Dirty dishes in the sink drive me crazy. I wash them by hand every day as I don’t have near enough for the dishwasher, and I want my favorite coffee cup every morning. I hate bad grammar being spoken on a TV series. It perpetuates the downfall of the English language. I care, but other people don’t. I get the line,”You understood it, didn’t you? That drives me crazy. If a song is sung off-tune, I can still hear it. Is that enough?

I have to go out today. Gracie and I have a few errands, but I’ll have to wait until later this afternoon. I’d hate to disturb her nap-time.

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22 Comments on ““I’ve buried a lot of my laundry in the back yard.””

  1. Bob Says:

    I tried to find via Google who first decided to eat toast for breakfast without any success. However the history of toast can be found at the following URL:

    http://voices.yahoo.com/history-toast-4695583.html?cat=22

    Although the founder of toast for breakfast appears to be lost to the ages on the internet, toast is a favorite breakfast food because we associate it with having it for breakfast in childhood according to this article in the Daily Mail in the UK:

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1311697/Why-toast-tops-breakfast-It-brings-child-say-scientists.html

    I don’t know if this explanation is only valid on that little insignificant group of islands called the UK since I never meet a Britt who thinks they are Europeans 🙂

    I don’t understand putting dirty dishes in the sink when we have a dishwasher. It takes very little extra effort to open the door, bend down and put the dishes inside. Ops, I forgot to empty the dish washer so I have to put the dirty dishes in the sink until I get around to emptying the machine. My spouse will hand wash them so possibly it’s a gender thing. My kids don’t seem to have figured out how to open the dishwasher door to either fill or empty the thing 🙂

    I remember when my mother washed the dishes after every meal in the sink even after we moved into a house with a dishwasher. Maybe washing the dishes and drying them with your spouse is a key to a happy marriage. Or, maybe getting divorced in those days was nearly impossible so people put in the extra effort to do things together to make their marriages work.

    Personally, I have no issue with paper plates. My mother in law was appalled one Passover seder a couple of years ago when we served the meal on very nice paper plates emblazoned with a holiday motif. Paper offers simplest cleanup which also saves water and electricity, throw them directly into the trash. I guess these things are generational.

    This weekend’s weather will be spectacular. Clear skies, light breeze and the temperature in the upper 70s. Spring and autumn are the only times I wish I owned a convertible.

    • Kat Says:

      Bob,
      That first article was really interesting. I knew the idea of giving a toast came from the Romans, but I didn’t know why. I would never have guessed that toast goes so far back in time.

      I use so few dishes that it would be a waste to run my dishwasher for a glass, a cup and a plate. Some of my dishes are quite old and can’t be put into the dishwasher, and I wash them by hand. Washing dishes is one of the most contemplative of all things to do. It’s a task which lets your mid wander all over.

      Most countries in the world eat the same thing for breakfast that they have for other meals. My father was so disappointed in most of Europe when he got cold cuts and hard boiled eggs for breakfast.

      I have no problem using paper plates either though for an important dinner or when I have guests I use regular plates. They make the meal special, unlike paper.

      It is sunny but cool. It’s a pretty day.

      • Bob Says:

        Our friends in the UK eat a full English breakfast which includes baked beans and stewed tomatoes along with eggs, potatoes and sausage (bangers). Here we have chicken fried steak and eggs for breakfast or pork chops and eggs. All these breakfasts come accompanied with toast. I think toast is popular here in the US because most store bought bread is soft, gummy and without much taste.

        On the continent breakfast buffets have included cold cuts. Of course they also included a baguette of crusty bread to put those cold cuts on to take along for lunch.

      • Kat Says:

        Bob,
        I’ve always figured our breakfast habits came from the English as the Scots and Irish have the same sort of breakfast. Luckily I was never served baked beans as part of my breakfast, and the tomatoes I had were baked rather than stewed. The bacon in all three countries is awful. I never had potatoes either.

  2. Birgit Says:

    Sorry, I have to link this video. It’s a German reflex that whenever we see or hear about crooked pictures we smile and think of this Loriot comedy sketch:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQkx9zBUdno
    Weather comedy: our spring rain was white and fluffy today.
    Off-Tune sung songs: That explains why you posted The High Seas’ Sunday love song some time ago. I saved it just to have a torture song whenever I need one 😉

  3. olof1 Says:

    Warmer here today but less sunshine. I don’t mind, I took a way too long nap instead. I’m just as tired now as I was before the nap 🙂 🙂

    We think much alike but I don’t mind dirty dishes in the sink, too bad really because things would be so much easier if I just washed the dishes directly 🙂

    I can’t stand crocked pictures and bad grammar is even worse (well now I’m talking about Swedish grammar 🙂 ). The biggest problem here is when they separate one word in to two. That can change the entire meaning of the word, like the time they sold black labrador puppies, in Swedish we write it Black labradorpuppis but by separating the word in to three words they actually wrote they sold blacks, puppies and labradors 🙂 🙂 🙂 I doubt they meant that 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • Kat Says:

      Christer,
      Lots of sunshine, and it’s still cold. I too am thinking about a nap.

      I hide them in the sink and washed them all at night (all two or three of them). I run the dishwasher every now and then filled with vases and other glass.

      I laughed at that grammatical error. Let’s hope that’s not what they meant. I hate things like It was her and me or give it to Peg and I. Come on people!

      Enjoy the evening!

  4. Hedley Says:

    Big Rick has been banned from Canada ! Too many border crossings without a work permit. Hibernation is starting to end as the Big Rick Mobile took the bikes downtown. My gearbox is screwed up and the finger flickers are not responding.
    Big Rick started with his international adventures, has been taking cortisone shots in the back and has been told to lose weight, and settled in at Starbucks with a hot chocolate.
    Another Spring and year have not diminished the hair brained schemes that will windfall gobs of dollars. He is the most positive person that I know. I am not sure if he can bike around the lake right now, I guess we will wait until the bikes are home (logical) and the weather is a little more temperate.

    • Kat Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      What are finger flickers. I know I could look them up but I have you.

      Big Rick banned from Canada! I can see the headline. That hot chocolate will go a long way but he’ll be better once you do get biking.

      I applaud Big Rick and his dreaming. Too many people live negative lives. He must be fun to be around!

      • Hedley Says:

        Kat, finger flickers are a type of gear change. My Cannondale is a good bike but its 20 years old and some of the parts are getting tired (say nothing).
        The Canada ban is hilarious. He has to fill in tons of paperwork before they will let him back in. Mrs Big Rick is in the middle of her spring clean which lead to a lengthy discussion of the fate of 1,000 beany babies. I guess a hundred of these buggers appeared as part of Easter.
        Rick is very random and what a great friend.

      • Kat Says:

        Thank you, MDH

        Haha-you stopped my next comment!!! Drats!!

        I like random and there is nothing better than a great friend!

      • Hedley Says:

        The KTCC Team go live tomorrow at 9.00 am.

      • Kat Says:

        MDH,
        That is my meet my friend for breakfast hour, but I will watch upon my return!

  5. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I don’t know about toast. Maybe it’s just that hot buttered toast and tea is more cozy or something. Besides, untoasted bread soldiers really don’t do the job on egg yolks.
    Dishes in the sink only bother me when the pile is several inches above the rim of the sink. Then I try not to look in that direction because washing dishes bothers me. 🙂
    Today is bright and sunny but windy and cool. Finally something growing in my yard has put forth blossom. The woodchuck will probably eat it sometime before tomorrow.
    I want to go somewhere but I’m having an attack of itchy credit card. If I go somewhere, it will cost me money so I’m staying close to home. The money needs to be spent on things like tires and brake shoes. Ah well.
    Enjoy the rest of the day.

    • Kat Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Hot buttered toast is definitely cozy only mine os with coffee. Egg yolks by law must be sopped up with toast. I swear I read that somewhere.

      I don’t mind washing dishes. I sometimes watch the birds at the feeders or just let my mind wander.

      I don’t have the money to travel either. I just ordered two new pairs of glasses and combined with Gracie’s well dog visit we’re talking over $800.00. My excise tax on the car was over 300.

      Luckily deck season is coming so I don’t need to go anywhere but out the back door.

  6. Beto Says:

    Talking about toast always reminds me of a crazy week in my life that started with Charles Whitman shooting out our kitchen window as I made myself a BLT and ended with Jack Dempsey taking me in off the street for a Club Sandwich with him at his restaurant on Broadway in NYC.

    • Kat Says:

      Wow, Beto, that’s a week I’d remember. As if having your window shot out wasn’t excitement enough, you got to have a sandwich with jack Dempsey. Yup, a club sandwich has to have toast!

  7. Bert van Lokhorst Says:

    Serendipity. Just this morning I read a quote.
    It wasn’t till when men started participating in washing up that they thought that there must be a better way to do that. Result: the dishwasher.
    But the real quote was funnier.

    • Kat Says:

      Bert,
      I knew it-give a man a household chore, and he’ll find the easiest away around it. My father never minded washing dishes and neither does my brother-in-law. I always like men who don’t mind doing what needs to be done.


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