If judgment begins in The House Of GOD, let us go and PRAY for OTHERS and see where THIS DAY will show you and me the TRUTH that REALLY sets others FREE, indeed!!!
Seeking TODAY the FAMILY that does not HATE at any GATE and wants to share The HUGS from The Father Above that just may bring CONTRACTS of NEW words to every sockless shoe looking to kick the boots that SCOOT to boogies that sting the in-between with HOT SNOT that ROTS the brains of unsuspecting fools who like to give pills and be total SHILLS only for FRILLS.
Bringing joy to the Casa of the LION may require hours set aside giving good baths just for cats in order to see where the weird bed sores are at in the den of dogs that have been wildly confounded for a little too long.
TASABA!
Temples of BEAUTY, we all need CLEANING from the INSIDE OUT!!!
Feasting and / OR FASTING in these lands that keep PLAYING and PLAYING the WORMS in WAIT…….
Chains in this game of eggs and grits will give us a fit if we can’t just sit.
Dwelling in this city of TRUTHS does SIT IN GUTS!

Let’s explore the fascinating history of washboards and their transition from essential laundry tools to musical instruments.
Origins of Washboards:
- Washboards, also known as scrub boards, first appeared in Scandinavia, likely in the early 19th century. They quickly spread to other parts of Europe and eventually made their way to America1.
- These tools were designed for hand washing clothing before mechanized cleaning became common. Their primary purpose was to facilitate the manual scrubbing of clothes during the washing process.
Construction and Materials:
- Traditional washboards typically had a rectangular wooden frame with mounted ridges or corrugations. In the 19th century, these ridges were often made of wood, but by the 20th century, metal ridges (such as zinc) became more common.
- Some modern washboards are even made of glass, while others retain brass ridges. The choice of material evolved over time to improve durability and effectiveness1.
Washing Process:
- Clothes were soaked in hot, soapy water in a washtub or sink.
- Users then squeezed and rubbed the clothing against the ridged surface of the washboard to force the cleansing fluid through the fabric, carrying away dirt.
- Washboards were also used for washing in rivers, with or without soap. The rubbing action was less abrasive than beating clothes on rocks, an ancient method.
- After scrubbing, the clothes were rinsed1.
Beyond Laundry:
- Interestingly, washboards had a secondary use as musical instruments. Musicians would play them by running their fingers or tapping objects (like spoons) against the ridges, creating rhythmic sounds.
- In the late 1800s, new versions made of zinc-coated base metal, granite, and even glass appeared on the market2.
- Today, washboards are nostalgic relics, reminders of a time when laundry was a labor-intensive process. Only one factory in North America still produces washboards, and they continue to be cherished pieces of history3.
Next time you encounter a washboard, whether in an antique shop or a folk music performance, you’ll appreciate its multifaceted role in our cultural heritage! 🌟👕🎶14253
I remember living as a migrant in Hendersonville, North Carolina, with my mom and Lazaro’s Dad, and living in a whole house full of people. Beds tucked in corners as families shared the upstairs and downstairs walls that connected the ONE LARGE restroom that was obviously added onto the old worker’s house. To be fair, there was electricity, but not up in our room that I could remember. At night, Mom would call out words to me in English, and we’d practice them either in spelling or Spanish; the dark did bother me, knowing now that the spirits were trying to lure me all along.
The owners lived down the hill in a nice brick ranch where I’d go shuck green beans; I thought they were nice; looking back, we were up in the Apple Orchards, you know, the worker’s house. It was someone’s momma farmstead that only had walls and an outhouse once upon a time before the ranch was built.
I was 5 years old, had flown to Florida by myself, and then traveled with my mom and her new husband to North Carolina to work, a real adventure. To boot, hot air balloons would lift from the field, and to be sure, it truly was one of the highlights of my lifetime; perhaps the other was getting to the school bus through those damn mean peacocks and I tell ya what, I learned a lot about mean girls who had no idea what TRAUMA I had already been through from love, bugs and rugs.
I don’t hate the fact that we washed in the cold creek; it was getting undressed in front of folks that always made me uneasy, even though a child. Washing the clothes, on the other hand, was fun, and it didn’t seem like very much work; I do thank my mom for holding her shit together, though 100%!
As LIFE moved FORWARD, I was seven when my real DAD bought us a washing machine for the house that was for us. 910 Harvey St, Wauchula, FL 33873 a single-family home with 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. It had 832 square feet of living space and was built in 1930. My parents in 1987 had another huge room with a bathroom built making it a 1,252 square foot house on an 8,886 square foot lot. Small compared to the other lots, but OH, how the flowers GREW!!!
The property last sold for $50,000 on January 17, 20031. I can’t say we were ever rich in money, but all three of those tin roofs became my parents. They worked very hard to make sure their kids had a roof over their heads if needed one day. Life surely didn’t keep us in Florida, but the need to have rest persisted, and The Creator of EVERYTHING always PROVIDES!
Knowing The LORD covered my mother in her distress has given me a whole load of stories that I’m going to share.
A little here and a little there will keep the pain level low.
HUGS and LOVE to those who KNOW the SHOW and which WAY to go!
Watching Tucker and Bobby ~ TODAY ~ 8-27-2024
@ 38 mins⌚ I truly believe these children, because of whatever lack of faith their parents had given them, will be SET FREE from the worms that cause the instability here on the earth.
After all, isn’t that WHAT JESUS HEALED?
