Meredith, you're my first kindred cleaner! I remember one school night, and it seemed like the middle of the night, Mom woke me up from a deep sleep to finish the dishes...I had left the roasting pan to soak and forgot to finish it...no wonder my hands were wrinkled before their time!

And thanks for the party hats and cheap candy. The last thing I meant to do was rain on your GRAND and WONDERFUL parade...thanks for sharing your kindred story instead of giving me the swift boot out of here that I deserved! Especially since I'm heartily delighted for you and celebrate (with chocolate no less) your newfound free time.