Saturday, November 28, 1925
Put in a big day of course. Saturdays are always hard it seems. Had ironing to do after everything else and had to go to the store for a pattern so didn’t get dishes and bathing done. Felt lucky that I got the boys all scrubbed.
(Marjorie wrote: "Saturday was always bath day. We had to light up the water heater to have warm baths."
Some days, you just don't get everything done, even today, with our "modern conveniences" which Grandma would marvel at. To bathe everyone, she had to light up a water heater and warm the water. Her iron was heavy and not some "teflon coated" easy glide iron. Going to the store meant either a walk of a few blocks or a street car ride or bus ride downtown. Dishes were all washed and dried by hand. And she needed a pattern because she made most of the clothes they wore.
I hope Grandma was able to take catch up on her own bathing by the next day!)
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That water scared me to death. it was gas. For one thing it was in the spooky basement. Then you had to light a match & hold it over the burner while you turned the knob. Then it made a loud poof when it lit. That scared me so I would light the match, lay it on the burner,thenturn the knob at the same time I was ready to run. I didn't want to get blown up
ReplyDeleteI love being able to see the photo of Mrs. Smith, right next to her entry that day. She is smiling, and when I think about what she had to go thru, I say, What a Gal!!
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