My friend (you know, the mayo-giving one who doesn't bother to read my posts) called me today.
"Did Larry get the dishwasher hooked up right?" she asked.
"So you actually read my blog?"
"Yeah, I read it. Is it hooked up?"
"Actually, no - he hasn't had time to look at it."
[Significant pause]
"So, now you have 2 broken dishwashers in your house?"
Well, yes. That's one way to put it. Thanks.
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owwwwchhhh... Good luck!
ReplyDeleteHa! How about one broken dishwasher and one spare fridge . . .
ReplyDeleteONE way to put it. Another way to put it: I have NO working dishwashers in my house.
ReplyDeleteYour life is a circus, isn't it?
If I send my husband over to play with your broken dishwasher(s), will you come clean my house?
ReplyDeleteWell no, it's not 2 broken dishwashers. It's one broken and one needing RE-installation.
ReplyDeleteMy husband knows me well. There's usually about a 6 hour window between when an appliance breaks and the new one is purchased and installed.
ReplyDeleteIt's not that he's that nice--it's that he knows how neurotic I am.
Just found your condiment saga. I'm cleaning out my fridge when I get home.
ReplyDeleteLove it!