Our dishwasher died last night again for the fifth time. The last time it broke the repairman told us that if it broke down again it would be better for us to buy a new one than to repair this one. So today I’ll be sending Teri out shopping for a new dishwasher. She’s the one who has particular likes and dislikes about the kitchen appliances; I don’t care very much one way or the other as long as it works! I should just tell her that she is the new dishwasher (by hand) and her brother can dry, but I’m not that mean.