I guess we’d been in the house about two years when the dishwasher, whose brand rhymes with “bitchin’ fade,” first started acting up. The touch panel would periodically lose its mind. This button lit up that LED, and that one this one; START worked one day and not the next; it would insist on SANI … Read more
(Mom helped with grown-up bits like ovens and mixers.)
My dad used to put together an annual deep sea fishing trip for his employees and customers, and would always have an extra slot or two for come-withs (generally us kids, taking turns year to year). He’d plan a three-day trip to Destin. Two of the days were for general playing, and he’d charter a … Read more