“Dear Men in my Life…”

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..."
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