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That’s How You Know
In May I got a brand new Kenmore Elite He5t washing machine with the Quietpak 9 and a matching He5 Steam dryer - also with the Quietpak 9. I didn’t know that I could love a washer and dryer this much. The very second that Sears drove away after delivering and installing them I had a load of wash going — and all the laundry baskets were neatly lined up so that I could wash clear into the middle of the night if I chose to.
I’ve kept those machines running on a fairly regular basis ever since. If something needs to be washed I scope out all the dirty laundry until I’ve got enough to fill a load.
And the Quietpak 9? Well worth the money. My laundry room is on the first floor and it’s right next to the living room, dining room, kitchen, and my bedroom. I needed a washing machine that did not make a peep. And this one is UBER QUIET.
Did I mention that I love it?
So this morning I threw in a load of sheets, and tonight I flipped the laundry into the dryer, and started the next load. Then I took a shower. And when I got out of the shower I noticed that the washing machine wasn’t running, and instead was flashing F32 on the screen.
And the door was locked.
And it kept flashing. F32! F32! F32!!
Yes, yes, F32!! But what does it mean?? I grabbed the owner’s manual and searched for all the error codes, F20, F21, F22, but no F32.
What!?
I started punching buttons on the machine, and finally had to unplug it from the wall to get the door to unlock.
Whew! I got all my clothes out of the washing machine, because even though they were dirty clothes, I felt relieved that they weren’t locked inside! I know, odd.
My husband came in the laundry room and tried to figure out what the problem was, and finally announces that “we’ll have to call for service”. Lucky for him the door right behind him is magnetic and there was a Sears Home Service magnet — which I grabbed and handed to him.
“It’s 8:30 at night, they won’t be open.”
“Ya never know.”
I fully expected him to go back to watching his tv show, and I was still wrapped in a towel, so I went to the bedroom to get into my pajama’s. I can see the couch from the bedroom, and I saw him sitting on the couch, then I heard him explaining to someone that the washing machine wasn’t working and it was giving him an error code.
Could he really be calling Sears? At this hour?? For me???
Sure enough, he called!
And I wanted to burst out into song like Giselle in Enchanted — twirling around in my pj’s That’s How You’ll Know!
Dancing Queen
Yesterday I downloaded the soundtrack to Mamma Mia! (the movie). Okay, not that you needed me to tell you that songs by ABBA were catchy, but it’s CATCHY!! Sing along with me now:
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Venice
When I think of canals I think of Venice.
At noon sharp today I’ll be getting a root canal. Life is so unfair.
The Last Two Balloons
We went out to dinner last night to a restaurant that always gives balloons to the kids. Zoe could easily get a job filling the balloons there, she knows exactly where the balloons are located and what needs to be done to fill them. In fact, while she’s waiting for the hostess to notice her, she’s already scouted out the balloon supply and sees full well that there are plenty of pink and red balloons available. Directly behind the hostess there are only two balloons filled, one blue and one green.
The hostess finally notices her, Zoe asks for a balloon, the hostess offers her the blue or the green one. But Zoe asks if she could please have a pink or a red one.
Hostess: All we have are these two balloons. That’s all we have left.
Zoe, a little deflated, chooses the blue one.
Then the hostess, who should have just taken the blue balloon and handed it to my daughter keeps on talking as she reaches for it: If I had a pink one, I’d make it for you, but these are the LAST TWO BALLOONS.
Zoe, who is THE MOST PARTICULAR CHILD EVER, turns to me and says: BUT MOM, I SAW THE OTHER BALLOONS.
And I know she did, and I know it’s driving her type-A personality over the edge that the information coming out of the hostess’ mouth is totally incorrect.
I didn’t hush my child, because ya know what? That hostess might be able to pull the wool over the eyes of a three year old, but not a seven year old. I’m pretty sure she heard Zoe too, because the snottiness level rose in her voice as she reiterated that THESE WERE THE LAST TWO BALLOONS. THE VERY LAST TWO.
Whatever. We get it.
On the way out we explained to Zoe that sometimes people lie because they are lazy. It was certainly a concept that was new to her. Lie? About a balloon?
I’m still shaking my head about it too.
Maverick
On my birthday I decided to make a flowerbed in my backyard. It was something that we had been meaning to do since we moved in two years ago, but no one really wanted to dig up the grass. Not because we liked the grass, but because it would be really hard work due to the fact that the ground is mostly clay. I started out with plans to dig a space where I could plant a clematis by the arbor, but ended up with a garden that extended to the corner of my yard along the fence, about 6′x6′x8′ in a triangular shape. It looked huge up close, but when I turned to look at the rest of my yard in comparison — it’s really small. Let’s call it ‘quaint’. From the sidewalk you can’t even see my quaint birthday garden actually.
I really wanted to go straight to the nursery to pick out a few plants to put in the flowerbed, but waited so we could go together on Saturday. We picked out some tall grass, catmint, a small juniper, and a burgandy sedum type plant. Once you get close enough to see, it’s really pretty.
After we finished the flowerbed, my husband said to me, “see how much easier it is when we work together as a team to get something done, rather than going about it in your usual maverick way?”
Maverick way? Moi?
Okay, to be honest I hadn’t ever really thought about it, but I suppose I am a bit of a maverick. I like to do things when I want to do them, not before, not after, and I want to do them my way. Is that so bad? I mean, it got us a quaint little birthday garden, right?
Happy Birthday to Me!
Today is my birthday. I’m not sure what my entire day will bring, but it’s starting out at the eye doctor with Zoe, then we are going out for coffee. Well, she’ll most likely have chocolate milk and I’ll have coffee. The rest of the day is up in the air. Perhaps we’ll bum around at the Lakefront Art Festival, it begins today and we’ve never gone, but Zoe is way way WAY into art. And, I am too, but she’s at least got a shot at being an artist, I’ll have to wait until retirement to pursue it. And now, since it’s my birthday, I am a year closer to it. Right?
I already got my birthday present two weeks ago, an iPod Touch. It’s, in a single word, AWESOME! I love it!! It’s probably the coolest gadget I’ve ever had. It has wifi on it and I can connect anywhere there is a hot spot. We were driving home from Door County on Tuesday and I needed to get an email from one of my classmates, did you know that Two Rivers has hot spots in the city? It does. All of a sudden I had connection and I’m telling my husband: “Stop the car! Pull over!”
Anyhow, the iPod Touch is so very very cool.
Did you get me anything? I am accepting gifts, iTunes is a great idea ya know. Or bottles of red wine. That’ll work too. 
Have a great day!
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