I’ve been Joe Homeowner for the last few days: Jackie bought a new dishwasher (her name is Sung-li, har — I’ve been watching too much M.A.S.H. *sob*), and I installed the thing on Friday, not only getting out the plumber’s tape to seal up some fun and exciting leaks, but actually removed the power cord from the old washer and REWIRED it (properly, I might add) to the new machine to make it go. Witness my handymanliness.

Yesterday, we completely emptied the fish tank and replaced all the grungy bits with clean bits. You can see everything in the tank clearly. Those of you who’ve been to the house recently will know what a startling thing it is to see the wall behind the fish tank by looking THROUGH it.

It’s hard for me to get the gumption to work on the tank, because I think having the fish is a little silly. We have two cats, two dogs, and a boy — we’ve got more than enough things in the house to entertain us.

If we’d wanted to watch something brainless move aimlessly through a liquid medium, we could have just gotten a lava lamp.