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Friday, May 11, 2012

Mother's Day Brunch, Dishwashers, Problems

I got this e-mail from my brother a few days ago. As I prepare for tomorrow's brunch, I thought it might be fitting to share it with  you all today.

Pumpkin (Jason) and I had a fight this morning because the dishwasher was clean and I accidentally put dirty dishes in it.  Jason and I had the following discussion:

Me:  What was I supposed to do?  I didn't *know*.

Jason:  I specifically told you yesterday morning.


Me: Well, I have a lot of things on my mind. 

Jason:  This is just a lesson that we need to empty the dishwasher right away, not let it sit for three days.

Me:  I empty it *all the time*.  We don't usually do that.


Jason:  We do it enough that this has become a pattern!

Me:  Alright, we're not talking to each other for the rest of the morning.

Jason:  Jackie should write a blog about it.

Me:  Yes, about how difficult it is to remember when the dishes in the dishwasher are clean.

Jason:  I mean a blog from
my perspective.

Me:  Jackie wouldn't do that, because her readers would find it so unsympathetic that they would drop like flies!  


I can't relate to either of you because I don't have a dishwasher. I have a sink, some soap, a sponge, and my two hands! And Eric's two hands. He's a great dishwasher. However, I have been trying to figure out who I sympathize with more, and ... and ... Oh, I don't know! I hope you two have made up already. I hate it when you guys fight. I can't relate to your dishwasher problems.

THEY. NEVER. END.

Here's (one of) my problem(s), though. I have a whole basket of clean laundry and I can't find it! It's not in the basement. It's not in the living room. I don't think it's in my dressing room, but that space is like a black hole. I should look in there again. I'm especially upset about this missing laundry because there is this one pair of pajama pants that I know is in that basket, and for the past three five nights I've looked forward to wearing them, and for the past three five nights I have gone to bed wearing other, sub-par bottoms. I'm losing sleep over this whole fiasco.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to do some dishes.

1 comment:

  1. You'll be happy to know that the situation has been resolved, and, after re-doing all of the dishes, I emptied the dishwasher immediately.

    We appreciate that you, like NPR, insist on presenting both sides of the issue in order to maintain journalistic integrity.

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