I went to turn the dishwasher on the other day, fully loaded, and nothing. Sometimes you really gotta hip check it. Just throw your hip right into it, so it shuts right and then starts running. Nothing. Hmmm, maybe if I turned the knob - because it's THAT old, it has a knob, no buttons or finger sensorness.
It screams at you while it's running. And lately, Ricardo and I have been concerned that it might wake up the kids...who are heavy sleepers....upstairs...with their doors shut. It's comparable to a tornado warning siren. So, we've been considering getting a dishwasher. And I guess it moved from consideration to purchasing when my hip check didn't work.
I pulled out all the dishes, and washed them by hand. GASP!
So in an effort to help make all the talking and whining go away, Ricardo took us to The Mart. I heart The Mart, y'all! For those of y'all not from THE BIG O, The Mart is the local short for Nebraska Furniture Mart. Mr. Warren Buffet started it up, and he can just send me a check for this lovely advertisement. The Mart is a massive greatness of all things furniture, electronics, and appliances.
The Mart is kinda run like a car lot. There's a bunch of salespeople there to get you whatever you need and are working on 100% commission. And just like the car salesmen, The Mart sales people are never around when we need them, but circling us like sharks when we window shop. When we shop for purchase, we shop like this: we walk down the aisles, see what we like, make sure it's in stock, and it's the right color, and pick it. So, by the time the well-trained salesperson is ready to make her serious pitch, we simply stop her in mid-pitch-sentence and say, "Yeah, we want this one...No, we don't need delivery....Nope, no installation, my guy here can do it all...No....seriously...we want this one...Okay?No...seriously...stop, we want this one. SERIOUSLY. Okay....thank you." And they get our little ticket all ready and we go pick it up in pick-up area B.
I used to get excited over summer camp, or a new outfit, but now, my glee, my joy, my comfort, my big ol smile on my face is over the possibilities of this new dishwasher.
Installation was easy because Ricardo did it. And within a half hour of bringing our new baby home, she was purring with great efficiency.
We even threw a couple of peanut butter crusted spoons in. Later, I went to throw something else in the dishwasher while it was running, and I snuck a peak at the spoons and they were CLEAN! ALREADY WOOHOOO! Because, old dishwasher necessitated me scrubbing all the dishes before washing them. And really, that's bad.
I've got the kids in on it now. "Oh, Mommy! Look this is dried spaghetti sauce, let's put it in the even dishwasher and see if it works now!"
Yes, because our other alternative was Dishwasher Lucy and Dishwasher Max. So, you're welcome kids.
That's how I roll.
It can get peanut butter off of a spoon? I am impressed! And probably on my way to the Mart for a new dishwasher! The kids can't reach the sink that well yet.
Seriously, peanut butter off a spoon? I need the make and model number. What a dream!
So I live in a 1930s house and it does not have room for a dishwasher. Everyday I have to do dishes by hand. Ughhh.. Anyway, I stayed in this cabin this week with a dishwasher and I forgot just how easy it is with a working dishwasher. I miss those days ;(
The old dishwasher couldn't make any more noise than your coffee maker.
Will the new one get lipstick off a coffee cup?
I could not agree more. I share in your excitement when I got a new washer and dryer. I STIIL haven't tried out all the options. Although it does have a knob..it does talk to the dryer and tell it what it just did, and how long it should run for.