By now, I'm sure most of you know how I feel about the kitchen. I do NOT want to wake up to a dirty kitchen. Period.
So, this evening I'm perusing some blogs - as I am wont to do in the evenings, when I notice that Hubby is cleaning up the kitchen. WTH?
I wander in, oh so casually, and ask "You aren't doing the kitchen; are you?" And he responds, "Well, HE isn't feeling so well."
"Really?" I ask, oh so noncholantly. "Yep. He was telling me how his stomach was bothering him."
"Really?" I ask again. Hubby replied, "Yeah. He said something about going to bed early." "He didn't ask me to clean the kitchen for him!" Rather defensively, I thought.
Hmmmm....methinks someone got hoodwinked. Softie!! (Yeah, I have soooo much room to speak after today!) Whatever. The kitchen is done; and I don't have to worry about it!!
Although, you realize (of course) just how badly I will feel if it turns out that Man-Child ACTUALLY has whatever bug is going around!!
P.S. I've been looking at my blog. Is it too girly? Cause you know; I'm not that girly. Also, I'm thinking of cutting my hair off; any opinions?