This evening, K came home from work to an empty (clean) house. Take that in. Dad of 3 and husband of 1 non-fastidious Robin came home to an empty, clean house. Granted, we got back from swimming about 20 minutes later...
That has nothing to do with my post except that it might explain the fact that he had a chance to read today's earlier blog entry. Here's how I know:
K: So, Robin, where's that place women are from?
Me: You mean Venus?
K: Yeah. I totally don't get the fabric thing.
Me: On Venus?
K: (starts talking about surround sound and 1080p and race radio at Le Tour and then walks out of the room to help R build some Lego thing.)
I guess they watch a lot of Hi-Def movies on Mars... and those martians are pissed about the race radio thing.
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