Yes, sometimes... we must love on Facebook, just a little. You see... it brings things back, full circle, sometimes. Things like the status update from 7 years ago...
Dear "The Three Men in my Life",
"The three of you are well aware that there is a right and a wrong way to load the dishwasher. The right way results in sparkling, squeaky clean dishes. The wrong way results in residue-y, speck-y, dried chunks of food-y, gross, nasty dishes. Now... 12 and 20-year-old men in my life, I have coached and coached you again on this topic, monitored, corrected and praised. 47-year-old man in my life... *sigh* I'm not sure why I would even have to coach and explain, but I have ( such is life )."
"Today, upon unloading the dishwasher, I saw immediately that all rules were ( once again ) broken. Instead of yelling for a do-over, and scrubbing away the yuck, I have decided quite simply that tonight I will be making and serving dinner on these nasty dishes. Enjoy, my sweet men..."
You Know Who...