Upon sitting back after a very satisfying breakfast of eggs benedict deluxe (which he had created), my husband began to indulge in one of his favorite pastimes, corrupting poetry.
Once upon a midnight dreary
While I pondered weak and weary
Oer the stacks of dirty dishes on the counter space
Suddenly there came a tapping
As of someone gently rapping
Tapping on the dishwasher door
Only this and nothing more.
Open then I flung the dishwasher door
And the genie stepped out upon the floor
What is thy wish, master?
Clean up the dirty dishes.
Quoth the genie,
Nevermore
Only this and nothing more.
My apologies to Mr. Poe but I couldn't resist sharing this with you.
On a more quiltier note, I made four mug rugs last night and I'm busy quilting them for a wedding gift for tomorrow. I'll post pics of the finished products. Have a safe and happy day!
