I'm fun to be around! Let's have a sleepover!
Anyway, the upside to doing all the cooking is that, in general, I'm relieved of clean up duties. The husband usually does them and lately we've tried to get the girl to be exclusive kitchen cleaner since it's summer and she has no other obligations and we don't want her to lack in the womanly arts department.
I still end up doing the dishes sometimes. Mainly when it's supposed to be the girl's turn and she's tired or it's late or there are so many dishes to wash. Evidently I want her to be soft and unskilled, like veal.
We have a double sink, but limited counter space, so I came up with the ingenious idea of putting a dish drainer in the sink that doesn't have the garbage disposal in it, since we so very seldom handwash ANYTHING. God bless whoever invented the dishwasher.* We don't really need two sinks and we really do need somewhere to put the microwave and the coffee maker, so it worked out perfectly for everyone. I think that's what synergy is.
Every once in a while when I'll do the dishes and actually handwash something and it will sit in that fucking dish drainer until the End Times because both the husband and the girl evidently have transitory hysterical blindness and can't see anything in that part of the kitchen.
|Please ignore the water spots in my stainless steel sink. Thanks!|
WTF, people. WHAT THE FUCK?
*Shockingly, it was a woman named Josephine Cochran in 1886 who invented the first working dishwasher. Or at least that's what the internet tells me.
Many thanks to the lovely Poppy from Funny Or Snot for coming up with this delightful posting topic. Kudos, dear Poppy. Kudos to you.
________________________In BIG GIANT AWESOME NEWS, I'm over at The Misadventures of Mrs. B doing a guest post. Go take a look - if you think I've gone over the edge with my cheesy goodness mac & cheese recipe yesterday, wait until you see this.