wow. things sure are different with the husband home.

A. lack of blogging/computer time. Sheesh, he's a task master and a master of the guilt trip.

B. he comes with me places. I had to pick up a hockey sweatshirt for the boy a few towns over and he drove. it was kind of nice.

C. he comes with me places. Christ, give me some space already.

D. the laundry is folded. the grill rotisserie we've had for almost a year was put together and installed, the cellar is halfway cleaned, he promised to go food shopping tomorrow and he's going to grab a battery for the dog collar today. After he buys the boy some snow boots and me the latest copy of Vanity Fair. At the mall.

E. I too am a master of the guilt trip.



As an aside - we cooked a pork roast on the rotisserie last night...excellent.