Mama Anne picked me up early one Saturday morning, and we headed to Conn’s so I could pick out a washer & dryer. She and Daddy Dave wanted to help me out as I settled into the rent house in the fall of 2000. They had learned that I would have to do my laundry at Mama & Daddy’s - or even worse. . .go to a Laundromat! I, of course, tried to protest, but it was useless to argue with Mama Anne once she’d made her mind up about something. We picked out a Whirlpool washing machine with 8 different cycles and 5 speed combinations along with the matching Whirlpool dryer featuring 7 cycles, 4 temperatures. As we were leaving the store, Mama Anne looked at me and said, “When you hear the agitator making a swish-swish-swish sound during the wash cycle, if you listen carefully, you’ll hear it’s really saying WE LOVE YOU – WE LOVE YOU – WE LOVE YOU!”
When Robbie & I were making plans for me to move to Rockwall after our wedding in the winter of 2001, he commented that we could sell my washer & dryer since his was about the same age & there was no reason to move mine all the way from Southeast Texas. I immediately nixed that idea by informing him that
MY WASHING MACHINE SAID
WE LOVE YOU –WE LOVE YOU – WE LOVE YOU
every time I did laundry, and since his washing machine couldn’t “talk”, it would have to go! How could he argue with that?
What a beautiful story!
ReplyDeleteRinda
Fantastic! I'll be listening out for my washer to talk!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful woman! Every time you closed that lid you would think of her, Marvellous!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing
Awww what a lovely tale :) With 4 kids and a soldier hubby my machines get used os much they say "please give me a day off" instead lol :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely story,Melissa....I'll think of it every time mine is on!!!
ReplyDelete...and mine says 'where are you getting all this washing from? there's only three of you!!!" I really love this story, thanks so much for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteMelissa, this story has left me with a big smile on my face! It's so full of love and charm I think I'll be thinking about it all day. Especially as I can hear our machine going as I type. I don't think I'll hear that noise in the same way ever again. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteVERY sweet!
ReplyDeleteYou made me smile and cry at the same time. Thank you :-)
ReplyDeleteNo way Robbie could win against a talking machine. What do you suppose mine is saying when it spills bleach all over the load AFTER the whites??? Ruined several items yesterday.
ReplyDeletethat is a lovely story and yes I agree machines do indeed talk to you
ReplyDeleteu see now i understand why cats and children r mesmerised by the washing machine..............they talk back to them in a language they understand,
ReplyDeletejo xxx
I was just off to empty mine - i'll listen carefully when the next load is on.
ReplyDeleteThat's a very lovely story Melissa :)How could Robbie resist?!!
ReplyDeleteHe certainly couldn't argue with that logic! I shall have to listen more carefully next time I have the washing machine on. I'm not convinced that mine loves me, it's rather ancient and I sometimes think it's about to say 'goodbye'!
ReplyDeleteHe was probably a bit shocked!
ReplyDeleteLovely story Melissa!
ReplyDeleteAlison xx
What a sweet story Melissa.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful story! I don't think mine talks, but I'll have to listen more carefully.
ReplyDeleteanother truly lovely story Melissa, you are such a happy person reading your blog and seeing your smile always brightens my day
ReplyDeleteThat is SO sweet Melissa - what a quality gift and a lovely way to make it extra special!
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