dryer hair
so the dryer went on the fritz again. a while ago one of two wheels the tumbler rolls on disintegrated. we called the repair man to fix it. the other wheel looked okay but i bought a replacement for it anyway. now we just needed to install it. the boys helped. alisa helped. it was very dirty. reassembling the parts was a bit of a puzzle. one had to lie down on the garage floor and peer under the tumbler. alisa had just gotten her hair cut. so she was unaccustomed to its new slightly shorter length. she got down on the floor with me. to help. that beautiful blonde hair cascaded across my face. i couldn't see a thing. repair jobs that don't go right usually make me pretty testy. this time i was torn. i wanted to get mad. but i didn't want that soft silky goodness to go away. i did the only reasonable thing. i got the giggles. she had no idea why. who knows what might have happened right there on the garage floor if not for them boys.