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I look forward to the end of the month, because I get my referral stats from Google Analytics (also because that’s when I get my paycheck, but you know.  It’s the little things.)  The keyword searches always make me laugh, and January’s were no exception.

Apparently last month people were trolling the internet for the following:

• “Ashley Olsen bangs” – I am almost entirely certain that I have never written about Ashley Olsen on this blog.  Or Mary Kate, for that matter.
• “any topic under the sun” – I do, however, write about that.
• “burgundy hair” – Check.  Although it’s faded to a more natural auburn now, clearly indicating that it’s time for a touch-up.  Well, that and the blonde roots.  Classy!
• “cake wrecks annoying” – Actually, I think Cake Wrecks is pretty hilarious.
• “Danny Glover speech impediment” – Only in that crappy movie with Mark Wahlberg, apparently, because I saw him in something filmed after that and he was speaking normally.
• “happy birthday my husband” – Why do people Google stuff like this?  I mean really.
• “how to sign the emotion stabby” – Since it isn’t actually a word, I imagine you’d have to finger spell it instead.
• “I belong to none” -  ?  That’s…good?
• “leftover donuts: to refrigerate or not” – To be or not to be, that really is the question, isn’t it?
• “meme zoo” – What does that even mean?
• “nasty things that don’t belong together” - hahahahaha
• “parentheses supplemental” – Yes indeed, parentheses are often used to convey supplemental information.
• “poltergeist mommy sounds” – I have no idea what kind of sounds those might be.  From what I recall, the mom in Poltergeist mostly did a lot of screaming and crying.
• “sleeping patterns for deer” – I laughed loud at this.  Just…hahahaha.  Also, WTF.
• “soccer mom coat” – I’m not sure what kind of coat this is, but I’m willing to bet that it’s frumpy.  And possibly paired with a visor.
• “song the conversation by garfield” – I’m not sure what this person was looking for, but am pretty sure they found this post.  I hope it helped you, Mystery Googler.  Because that’s what I’m here for.  To help.

I was reading this post of Swistle’s and it (and the comments) got me thinking.

I have never lived in a house (or apartment) without a dishwasher.  I mean, yeah, I lived in the dorm my freshman year of college, but there was a dining hall so it wasn’t like I was doing a lot of cooking.

Other than that, I’ve always had a dishwasher handy.  I wasn’t responsible for doing the dishes when I still lived with my parents – that was always my dad’s responsibility.  Mom cooked, he cleaned up the kitchen (and WOE TO YOU if you stacked dirty plates one on top of the other because then he would have to rinse BOTH SIDES.  But I digress), and therefore Dad was the one who loaded the dishwasher.

The comments in Swistle’s post seem to indicate that a lot of couples fight about proper dishwasher loading, something else that’s a rather foreign concept to me.  Again, probably because I grew up in a house where only ONE person did the loading.

N and I both wash the dishes, but neither of us is particularly anal about the way the dishwasher gets loaded – plus we each have the knack for tetris-ing dishes efficiently.  And we’re both pre-rinsers, so no argument there either.  We don’t tend to load it with pots and pans, or large out-of-the-ordinary dishes unless we plan to run it immediately and there’s leftover room.

So now I’m curious:  Is the dishwasher really a big-ticket issue in some households?  People argue about how it is loaded, or what is loaded in it?  I know there are differences of opinion (the way my father insists on loading the silverware positively IRKS me when I’m back at their house), but I guess since N and I are on the same page it isn’t a big deal for us.

Do you have a dishwasher?  If so, do you pre-rinse or just cram dirty dishes directly in there (like my father-in-law, because it is a dishwasher, after all)?  And am I the only person who would prefer to rinse dishes and load the dishwasher rather than unload it?

(Incidentally, I am quite aware that this may be the most mundane post I’ve ever written.  I was so busy today that at this point my brain cells are all refusing to think straight.  Shut up.)

Because oh yes, these days she has many, many things to say.  And I am so screwed, because we actually had this exact conversation just this very morning.

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Two completely unrelated things, that is, but N is out of town for the evening and I’m sitting here with hours of lonely Friday evening stretching before me, so this is what you get.

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Let’s take a trip in the Way-Back Machine, shall we?  I’m very bored, so I’ve been poking around in some old (OLLLLLLD) photos that N scanned into our Flickr account and I am shocked by a few things:       Read the rest of this entry »