Look! Under the counter! It’s a mini-fridge! It’s a trash-compactor! No! Wait! It’s a… DISHWASHER!!!!
It’s stainless! It’s beautiful! It’s infinitely cooler and more intense than that other piece of crap we returned to Best Buy. And right now — RIGHT AT THIS VERY MOMENT — it’s washing the dishes while I’m up in the attic typing this.
It’s so incredible. Let’s zoom in a little bit, shall we?
See those little green lights? See how they’re glowing a nice green? That means it’s working. It’s actually washing my dishes for me. Right now. While I’m not in the kitchen with a sore back and aching feet.
I’m gonna save these and keep them in their own special little photo album. Sort of like when you bring a new baby home. Except this thing doesn’t wear diapers. And it’s not as loud as a new baby either.
It’s actually pretty quiet. It’s one of those whisper-wash things. Pretty cool, huh? But I swear, when it first started up, I could hear the Hallelujah Chorus starting up somewhere behind the control panel.
Or maybe it was just in my head.
Maybe.



What a beaut! So glad you no longer you are doing them by hand. That is just, unthinkable HORROR. Sheer panick at the thought of a breakdown with my beloved dishwasher. I should treat it better. Maybe I will give mine a little squeeze of lemon, or something…
No, I’m pretty sure it was the Hallelujah Chorus. I think I heard it all the way here in Virginia!
Congrats on the new baby!
YAY!!!! No more dishpan hands! Free at last!
I’m green with envy!
Congrats!
Oooo. Pretty.
But you didn’t post any pictures of your hubby hitting it with a hammer!
I have a portable dishwasher. (No place to put a built-in).
It’s a great place to roll out pie crust.
Thanks, everyone, for sticking by me in these trying times.
OMG I am so happy for you! Its even more exciting than buying the house! LOL
It works. It really works. I’m off to blow my dishwasher a kiss.
WOOHOO!! They are great.. I remember the day we moved in here. We had to buy some dished, because they lost our stuff. I loaded the dishwasher and set off the clean bathrooms and make beds. After a time P yelled for me, I ran into the kitchen and our floor was flooded. Turns out the nice Japanese men that installed our dishwasher forgot to hook up a pipe or 3. HA HA!!