Casual Sundays with Mr Curry

Spoil Me

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This entry was posted on 5/20/2006 7:40 PM and is filed under blather.

Katie calls me a 'non country music listener' because I don't know the name of Carrie Underwood's hit Let Jesus Take the Wheel?  This, from a girl who wouldn't know Fulsom Prison Blues from Jackson.  I've got Johnny Cash and Kris Kristoferson on my cd changer and she calls me non country because I'm unfamiliar with the work of the latest winner of American Twinkie?

That's just sad.

But it's not as sad as my dishwasher.
The dishwasher cut out just before we went to Florida, so the kids left behind had to wash the dishes by hand the whole time I was gone.  I called service plus when I got home and they sent a technician right out.  She was great, very friendly and loved our hardwood floors and the orange living room.

Unfortunatley, she couldn't fix the washer but she did order a new motor for it.  She also ordered new racks and wheels, as the insides of the washer were pretty beat up.  I was all exited for the new parts; once it's working again, it'll be like having a whole new dishwasher.

So on Friday, the UPS man shows up with not only the new wheels, racks and motor, but also the canvas I ordered a week ago.  And the curtains for Zack's door.  It was like Christmas!

I called service plus and they sent a guy right out and the new motor didn't work either.  This teck took the whole unit apart and decided that the problem was in the computer control panel.  So....he ordered a new one and we're to call again and blah blah blah....

Anyway, we're into our third week of hand washing and I'm bored with it.  Jay didn't believe me tonight when I said that we never washed dishes growing up. 

Jay grew up less than half a mile from me, our parents were friends and we went to the same church and school. We've been married for twenty five years.  He's known my family his whole life.  He knew we had a sailboat  and he knows we grew up at a golf club with a pool.

Apparently it's the dishwasher that finally opened his eyes. 

"Were you guys spoiled or were you that much richer than us?" he asked.

We were spoiled but in our defense I can only say that it never occured to us that our friends were any different.  We were spoiled and stupid.

My kids are watching Billy Madison at the moment.  It just ended with Adam Sandler declaring that he was going to go to college and become a teacher.  My gawd, it would've been a less horrifying ending if he'd detonated a bomb and blown everyone up.
 

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