Dishes

Tonight, for no real reason at all, I made Handsome promise to do the dishes, before I would crack his back.  And for future reference, whenever yous see the phrase, "I made Handsome __blank__", what you can interpret is that I pushed and prodded and asked and got a non-committal grunt in return, because, as he will tell you if you ask him, he does what he wants.  Its a strong-willed thing left over from his childhood.  I just try to embrace it.

Anywhoo, so I asked him to do that, and he said he'll do what he wants.  Usually this means that as long as he remembers, he will gladly help me out, because he loves me and likes to make me happy.  Tonight, however, was one of "those" nights.  The tones dropped, the pager beeped, and the radios started talking.  So my brave and able husband rushed out the door to someone in need.  And was gone until after reasonable hours.  Which meant that he would not be doing the dishes tonight.  Most likely in all of the hoopla, he would forget.  And, on the rare chance that he did not forget, he wouldn't want to wake me up by clanging dishes together when he gets home.  And you know what??

Thats okay.

Because we are two different people with two different skill sets, who complement but do not (in nearly any way) mirror each other.  Handsome knows how to safely remove a person trapped in a car, rappel down a building using ropes and break in through a window.  He knows how to set a fire hose and how to run a pumper and how to vertically ventilate a burning building.  Heck, he can understand what gets said on those radios, which is so far beyond me, I don't usually know if its English.  "Remembering dishes" is not in his skill set.  But once again, let me say,

Thats okay.

And do you know why??  I'll tell you why:
Because ignoring a sink full of dirty dishes is a part of mine.

*** No babies were harmed in the taking of this photo... that I know of ***