1. Wooden Spoons:
They can loose their finish, warp and crack when put in the dishwasher. Check with the manufacturer or wash by hand just to be safe.
As if I give a damn about the .99 wooden spoons I buy at the dollar store.
2. Crystal:
Putting crystal in the dishwasher is no better than throwing it on the floor. The high temperature and harsh detergent can chip and crack crystal and make it loose its shine.
Who has crystal, or if so, why?
3. Gold-Plated Anything:
The heat and detergent can eat the gold right off, leaving you with chipped and faded plates and utensils.
Same as number 2.
Don't know about you but I rarely eat as if I'm dining in the Palace of Versailles. Usually it's a sit-down in front of the television eating off wooden trays. I do use unbreakable dinnerware as I hate it when the bean juice sops through paper plates.
4. Soft Plastics:
Some hard plastics are OK if they are put on the top rack, but soft plastics like Tupperware and disposable plastic containers should not be cleaned in the dishwasher.
If you're not sure put the container in the microwave for a few minutes. If it melts, do not put it in the dishwasher.
5. Copper Pots:
The dishwasher can change the color, leaving you with faded pots and pans. It is best to wash these by hand.
However, be very careful when washing copper. Certain soaps will turn the pots green making for very unappetizing soup.
Here are several other items that should never be placed in the dishwasher.
False Teeth:
The heat and harsh chemicals can melt and bend the teeth. Rather than a nice set of choppers you may have a great Halloween accessory, which would come in handy if you are planning to go to a party as Quasimodo.
Glass Eyes:
Color can fade so always wash these in a small glass of soapy water and Windex. Be sure to clean well before insertion in eye socket.
Small Children:
Even on Eco, cold, and low heat this is a really bad idea.
Socks and Underwear:
You would be shocked at the amount of micro-bacteria on your clothing. If you haven't got a washing machine wear the items the next time you shower.
I have a dentist appointment in an hour and a half. This morning I'll get my permanent front bridge. Permanent: lasting or continuing for a very long time or forever: not temporary or changing.
I hope the damn thing lasts longer than I do, which, to tell you the truth is not the greatest feeling I've ever had. "Oh gosh, I don't know what I want out of life......maybe outlive my teeth."
Getting ready this morning I remembered I had to put gas in the car. This was an adventure in and of itself. The trim that wraps around and above the drivers door window is falling down. I need to apply copious amounts of duct tape to hold it up or the headliner falls down and blocks my vision. This is over the window that will not roll-up, if rolled down.
My mantra: It runs the radio and AC work and it's paid for. It runs the radio and AC work and it's paid for. It runs.......blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
I hate the F-ing gas station around the corner. I go in there once every six or eight weeks and half the time the auto pay pumps are out of order.
PAY-AT-PUMPS ARE OUT OF ORDER.....PAY INSIDE.
Lord knows, I can use the exercise, especially the way I've been eating the last month or so but why do I have to get in line behind the human buying thirty-five individual lotto tickets, five coffee's, six bags of Cheetos's and a variety of Hershey candy bars? Oh, and bitching about the ban on plastic bags.
"I'll tell ya man, no one is going to pay for paper bags. Hang on, I'll take off my hoodie and use it to carry my things."
Finally it's my turn and to make my early morning even more pleasurable I paid $25 for fuel and got a drop over SIX GALLONS.
I looked around the pumps and some poor son-of-a-bitch got ten bucks worth of gas. That got him under two and a half gallons. Smokes, beer a few gallons of gas and there goes the paycheck.
I know I know....there's nothing I can do about the high cost of gas. I can't swap out the Acclaim for a Chevy Volt or a Nissan Leaf. I can't trade RAVA2E for a Prius.
But every so often the helplessness of the situation gets to me.
Does anyone know if they still hire greeters at Wal-Mart? Or maybe I can get a job sweeping up at a Starbucks? At this stage of my life a Barista is a tad too ambitious. I know, the local movie theater. I can pop corn with the best of them. And what great benefits, free admission to films like "21 Jump-Street the Sequel."
There's a big wonderful world out there. I just need to find it.
And now,if you'll excuse me, I need to go get my teeth.
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