Yes, dish wash.
But first, I simply must share two little gems from Bird.
The first is from yesterday; my son decided to hold a concert in my honor. He built a microphone from some magnet-and-ball things that he got for his birthday. Then he struck his concert pose - he's modeling himself after Green Day (whom he's never seen or heard) by performing in boxer shorts and a flannel shirt. A fashion plate my boy isn't. He then proceeded to
The second is from this morning - he came scampering into the kitchen and proclaimed "Mommy, you won't believe this - in the window I saw a cloud that looks just like the goddess! But it's a little huger because it has winds behind it." This is the same boy who stood staring out the living room window yesterday quietly saying "Goddess, can I please have some more snow now? I know the nights are longer for you than they are here, but please may I have some more snow to play with now? My name is (redacted) and I would like to have some more snow please." Awww....
Ok, so dishes. Yeah, I'm following the cuteness with a bit of a gripe. I am wondering about men's eyesight. I think they have a peculiar blind spot when it comes to certain things. Like selective hearing...it's selective vision.
For instance...dishes. I don't believe for a moment that they don't understand why there're no cups for them to drink from, and it can't possibly be a mystery why they can't get to the faucet because the sinks (yes, plural) are overflowing with dirty dishes. Are they seeing an empty sink, really? Do they think it's an invisible force blocking them from the faucet? Do they believe that dish-and-cup-eating gremlins reside in the house, and when clean dishes are finally put away, it's the dish fairy making more? I'd really like to know.
It must be a guy thing, because even my mum, who doesn't live here, puts away dishes when they're clean, loads up the dishwasher, and runs it.
Now, T does occasionally run dishes...sometimes even when I haven't nagged him for help for three or four days. He puts them away, too, once in a while. I try to remember to thank him, although no one thanks me fore simply doing what needs to be done 'round here. But usually, we have what's been going on for the last couple of weeks - I'll manage to get the sinks emptied, run dishes or hand wash them, and put most of them away. I'll run the dishwasher in the afternoon, one last load, and then go out in the evening to
So, can you guess what I did first thing this morning?