A blast from the past….
There are three words whose perfection and beauty are unsurpassed in the English language:
NO ASSEMBLY REQUIRED.
(What? Did you think I was going to be a sentimental fool and profess something sappy like “I love you?”)
I have been mechanically-challenged my entire life. I will admit it is part laziness, part impatience, part knowing there is a man somewhere to help me and part incompetence. The most part.
Once upon a time, I destroyed our refrigerator’s ice machine. If you missed that doozy of a confession, just know it involved black nail polish and a grinder. And an inordinate amount of dark, goopy ugliness.
I am an ice addict and a day without cubes is like a day without a hit for a junkie. So,