Today I Made My Mother Proud...

So our dishwasher has been busted for about a week now. Luckily, Rich is a paranoid freak and purchased the extended warranty on the freakin' thing, so (hip-hip-hooray!) they will come and fix it for free. Problem is, their next open slot for a service call if 6/14.

Let's see, carry the one...

Yes, ladies and gentlemen (and those who are somewhere in between), that is almost two weeks we have been, and will be without, my favorite appliance.

But tonight, I broke down.

And not only did I do two weeks worth of dishes in about an hour, I did them well. And to boot (and this will also make my brother happy), I figured since I all ready had the soapy water and the rag out, I even washed out my microwave...

Trust me, if you ever need proof of a miracle (and I know some of you do), there you are. Jason Timothy Hughes, slacker and all-around avoider of household chores, cleaned out 5 years worth of pizza stains, blown-up spaghetti, spilled vegetable oil, exploded potatoes, and other miscellaneous stains and smudges...

Yes, my mother, the insane clean-freak of childhood past, will be proud.

Now if only I could get a self-cleaning microwave with an extended warranty...

What am I thinking? I was told in seventh grade we'd all be driving hovercrafts and snow would be nonexistent... (Mrs. Sassaman was a bit of a doom-sayer, plus she had green hair that I think was supposed to be more of a platinum blonde...)

I'll give it another 15 years or so...