|my assistant at the embroidery table|
I'm not making this up.
Last week the repair service came to our house twice for problems regarding our dishwasher, including the yearly maintenance check-up and the replacement of the motor. The appliance is only one year old (we had it installed a week after we moved into this house).
Just hours after the repair truck disappeared down the street, I discovered another problem, so we made an appointment for yet another service call for another day. The man finally showed up at late afternoon (this, after Beloved called to ask if he was indeed coming at all).
The diagnosis was a need to replace the circuit board which, of course, had to be ordered. The new part will be sent directly to our house and after it arrives, somebody will come out to install it. I am hopeful after that fourth trip, we won't need to deal with our appliance service for a while.
We are very glad we paid for the maintenance agreement because otherwise this would be a very costly experience. Appliances aren't made as well anymore so it behooves the buyer to pay the extra for the maintenance agreement. This is just a sad statement on how things are today.
Anyway, with that out of the way for the day, I had more unhappy news for Beloved when I shared with him that my Barbie doll needed shoes. She's not had any for a very long time. He suggested we go to Ruby Tuesday's for supper and then visit the toy store at the same mall as the restaurant. #whataguy!
But the toy store had nothing in the way of Barbie dolls, let alone accessories. I couldn't believe it. There were many other dolls, but no Barbies. #Walmart-to-the-rescue #again
While I can't say the Walmart selection compares with DSW, we did find a package containing an assortment of five pair of shoes. As we all know, a gal can't have too many.
About ten years ago I made the red dress she is wearing. The Walmart Barbie doll clothes were sparse. Maybe there will be more closer to Christmas, although I can tell you right now, the workmanship will be shoddy. Readymade doll clothes give heartburn to those of us who know how to sew. Anyway, my assistant now has shoes and that beats going barefoot.
Here she is with her new shoes and her personal photographer:
The day ended on a pleasant note with a simple but delightful dessert.
Beloved doesn't like to eat peach skin, so he has perfected the art of blanching the fruit to remove the skin. During the summer months we often have peaches sometime between supper and going to bed. This is how we brought a trying day to a close.
All the days of the afflicted are evil:
but he that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.