Linda got today’s word from The Indishe: joy. Thanks to both of them.
Guess what "joy" makes me think of? A commercial…
I think we used Joy at home, if I’m not mistaken. I always wanted to do a version of this commercial where, after the lady says "I can see myself!", the plate breaks.
The Sound of One Hand Typing 
I’m a Joy (Anita Joy) 🙂 Apart from myself I always think of Ode to Joy.
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Mom used to wear a perfume called Joy. http://www.perfumeemporium.com/perfume/17627/Joy-Jean-Patou
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Our dish washing liquid was Palmolive. Supposedly made your hands softer. That was the gimmick anyway.
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Madge the Manicurist: “You’re soaking in it.”
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Yes!
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Yes! We used to buy Joy as well. Funny “that Girl” commercial:)). I saw the bottle when hubby and I took the water taxi from the airport into Venice. I was sitting on top of the window sill of the boat. Man Is that how one spells “Sill”??
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Yep, “sill.”
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What is the point of being able to see herself in her dishes? Can the poor woman not afford a mirror?
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You know, you’re right… the last thing I’d think of doing in a case like that would be trying to see my reflection in a plate. What if the person looking for their reflection was a vampire?
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Scary thought…
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Isn’t it funny how we remember commercials. I remember this one for sure
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I found a bunch with the same “I can see myself” meme. It was a successful campaign.
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