1004. I know you’re wondering…

1. How’d it turn out with Bosch?

They apologized and told me to turn the heat down in my water.

I wrote back that I live in an apartment building and have no control of that and no other person in my building of over 100 apartments is complaining about their dishwasher breaking glasses because of the heat.

Radio silence.

Summation: Fuck Bosch.  I can live with it the way it is but if I ever get another dishwasher it will be Kitchen Aid.

2. Debby and Thanksgiving and my thinking that it would be a bloodbath.

I’m not going to say that she didn’t bite anyone because several members in my family think they can get up and walk around any old time they want.

I will say she worked very hard to welcome those that knew how to follow instructions.


Here she is sharing the afternoon with Julie and Dan


Loving it up with Lily and Cheryl (during the few times Lily behaved herself and wasn’t running willy nilly)


And here she is helping her Aunt Marcia put on her make up.

The truth is this was the best Thanksgiving we’ve had in years.

I have a good family.

1003. I am very mad at Bosch

It’s not new that I use my blog to complain.

Usually it’s about either someone I know or a dog that shows me no respect but not this time.

This time I am writing about my new dishwasher.

Why am I blogging about this? Because I’m telling on them!

On September 14th I sent the following letter to Bosch.  ____________________________________________________________________________________________

To whom it may concern

On October 17, 2017 I ordered a Bosch dishwasher from Sears.
This was on the recommendations of family and Consumer Reports.
Shortly after I got it my glasses started breaking on occasion.  I figured my glasses were too delicate but since there is a place for wine glasses on the top shelf I realized that that couldn’t be the case.
It continued happening even with hardier glasses.
After almost a year of this I decided to call Bosch customer service.
At first the woman on the line suggested that I wash my glasses separately but even she agreed with me that that didn’t make sense so she arranged for a repair man to come to my house.
He came yesterday.
He said that the water in my building was too hot.
He then turned off the heat on the drying cycle.
He said let them dry naturally.
He also  suggested I don’t use the two longer cycles.
My response to all this was as follows:
1. If the water in the building was too hot then no dishwasher would work in this building.
2. I had had a Kitchen Aid dishwasher for about 20 years that never broke any of my glasses.

It doesn’t make sense to me that your advice is to not use several of the functions of this dishwasher as they are meant to be used.

I am attaching the information tags on the side of the dishwasher door and photos of my broken glasses.
I await your response to this query.
Yours very truly,
Mattie Matthews
I got no response.
Since no one else in my building is complaining about their glasses breaking in their dishwashers I have to assume that they made the water in my building boiling hot only in my apartment on the day before I got this new piece of shit.
Since the repairman turned off the drying element after its last cycle I now have wet dishes and I can only use a few of the cycles and I am not happy.
I want to apologize to all of my readers for giving them this whiny pissed off entry.
What do I want from you?
Pity and advice.
Love and kisses,

1003. I bet a bunch of people in my family wish I didn’t love dogs.

It’s that time of year.

My family from Israel came to visit. This year it was my nephew Yitzhak and 6 of his children.

They come every year to show their love for my sister Phyllis. They go to her grave and pray and speak to her.

I hope she knows how precious she still is to her children and grandchildren.


Each year I turn my house into a Glatt Kosher wonderland. Kosher food, paper plates, plastic silverware and pots and pans that my friend Susan and I bought in Brooklyn and had made kosher.

I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said that they aren’t dog lovers but they seemed to really like Ray.

Debbie, not so much. It seems like they not only don’t like dogs they especially don’t like velociraptors.

She, when she wasn’t trying to bite them for what she considers unacceptable behavior like walking in  the house, standing up or looking her way, would pick the one who was most afraid of her and sit on their lap.


Look at the joy in my sweet niece’s face.

I tried my best to make her look less frightening.


That’s actually the dress she got for Julie’s wedding that she wasn’t invited to but as you can see it was $9 well spent.

Maybe she should wear it on Thanksgiving.

I’m thinkin’ that’ll be a bloodbath.