That’s the title of an old Boston song.
As I walked by the kitchen, I saw my wife lightly crying.
When I inquired what was causing this, I learned that they were tears of gratitude. Why, you ask…
because she was able to use a dishwasher FOR THE FIRST TIME IN OUR MARRIAGE!
Man, does that make me look bad or what?!
I have a good explanation…I think…but I’m not even going to try. It will just make it worse. I know the first law of holes: when you find yourself in one, put down the shovel and stop digging!
