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I've become addicted to banana bread. I suppose there could be worse things, right? I love the way it smells when it's baking, which is significant, because it has to bake for an hour. Even the Fed Ex man complimented me on my yummy smelling house today. It's become a daily ritual - which is really sad, because one shouldn't need to bake an entire loaf if bread each day. I can't help myself. The biggest problem is keeping the bananas from being eaten when they're yellow. They don't sell them brown. You have to work hard to achieve the perfect stage of rotted banana, but it's oh so worth it.
And, a confession. My dishwasher has been recalled. More specifically:
Hazard: An electrical defect within the dishwashers’ wash motor wiring poses a risk of the motor overheating and possibly catching fire.
Remedy: Consumers with one of these dishwashers should immediately stop using it, disconnect the electric supply by shutting off the fuse or circuit breaker controlling it, and inform all users of the dishwasher not to use it due to the risk of fire. Consumers should call Whirlpool to determine if their dishwasher is included in this recall. If it is included, Whirlpool Corporation will schedule a free in-home repair.
So I called, and do you know when my in-home repair is scheduled? June 3rd! I can't be without my dishwasher for that long! What do they expect me to do? Wash the dishes by hand? {Shudder} Eat out all the time? What about my banana bread? It makes for dirty dishes, you know.
So, back to my confession. That part about informing all the users of the dishwasher... I haven't quite done that yet. And since the only other user of said dishwasher happens to be a firefighter, he probably won't be too happy about it. I just keep saying to myself "Ok, this is the last load of dishes. After this, I'll shut off the fuse and wait." But then of course, as it's running, I find a glass that was left on the table, and before you know it, I'm loading the thing up again. Now I feel guilty. With my luck, the house will burn down, they'll trace it back to the dishwasher, then they'll find out that I already scheduled in-home repair for it, and...it'll just be bad.
Soooo, if anyone happens to read this, who happens to be a firefighter and/or a user of my dishwasher...I love you.
And I PROMISE, this is the last load. Really. Until June 3rd, I'm swearing off the dishwasher. I suppose we could resort to paper plates.
Whew. I feel as though a weight's been lifted.



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