My dishwasher quit today and I had a mini meltdown because I can't live without a dishwasher. I texted Chris and said I wanted to cry because I simply CANNOT survive without a dishwasher. So what did he do? After work he climbed on in and did something to it...I have no clue what...he could have been making out with the dishes for all I care. Whatever he did worked like a charm. He became my true hero of the day. What would I do without a man in my life!?!! (Take that...feminists.)