Tuesday, September 19, 2006

first 30 minutes, we are not divorced

I am sitting here being lazy, and reading blogs, and giving DH advice about hooking up the dishwasher...

He just went into the garage and I heard, clatter, crash, clatter, jumble, boom, clatter.

He re-entered kitchen

"look who has electrical connectors, and antioxidant compound?"

"I guess I am middle aged."

Crap, I guess that means I am married to a middle aged guy, who knew?

1 comment:

Ogre said...

Just be sure he takes the antioxident and plugs in the electrical connector...and not the other way around...