Friday night Maike, Neubia, and I went to Fountain Square for an evening of swing dancing. The ballroom was gorgeous - old, 1920s/30s decor, high ceilings, yellow-bulbed marquee. There was a live band, too. It was mostly swing, but they'd throw in a few other tunes along the way. There was a rumba and the cha cha, at least. And, did you know there's such a thing as a swing line dance? I sure didn't, and I'm not sure I'll ever master it. It looks complicated because it doesn't ever repeat itself. Oh, and they did the Charleston, too. I have got to learn that!
I still prefer salsa, but this swing night was a welcome re-entry into the world of dance.
Then, yesterday, Maike and I decided to go check out the garage sales. We went out to find a coffee table or bookshelves. We came back with a dishwasher. Yep, that's right. A dishwasher.
This thing is portable, the kind you hook up into your sink. We figure, shoot, we've got washer-dryer connections we're not using, we HATE to do dishes, and we had to spend $35 for this major appliance. Well, of course, nothing ever goes quite as planned with us. The machine needed a bunch of cleaning and some repairs. We couldn't get it to fill up with water. Then we couldn't get it to drain. We took it apart, spending six or seven hours fixing hoses, screwing and unscrewing, cleaning, etc. We made friends with the plumbing specialist at the local hardware store. We had my dad on the phone. It was quite an ordeal. Maike sprayed herself in the face with water in one of the hoses. My hands were burning from all the chemicals we had to use. BUT, I'll have you know, after all of that we have a dishwasher, and it works! Now, that's do-it-yourself!
Tonight's the big event with the Colts. I'll tell you more about it later this week!
1 comment:
You da women!!
George
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