Sunday, January 10, 2010

Spencer "The Neanderthal"

One day, after Lisa baked something in a pan much like this, I placed it on a new hot pad that I found like the one in this picture. Lisa noticed what I've done and exclaimed, "I married a caveman!" She then pointed out that I placed the pan on a placemat and not a hot pad.






I said, "Thanks for complimenting me, I like being called a caveman." I would rather be called a caveman than a girly man. I guess girly men would know the difference between placemats and hot pads.

Besides mixing up hot pads and placemats, Lisa showed me the wonderful world of duvets. I've wondered the best way to wash blankets when they get dirty. Duvets solve that little problem. Of course, cavemen would probably end up mixing a duvet for a bed sheet.







3 comments:

  1. What in the flippity flap is a douvet? I guess I don't speak french, so I have no idea that such an item exists.

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  2. Spence, you pick up the finer points of domestic life little-by-little. If you learn them too quickly you will leave some room for being accused of being a girly man. I was probably married for ten years before I was introduced to the finer points of duvets.

    I imagine that if the place mat was plastic or nylon you would have exercised some caution before placing a hot pan on top.

    p.s.
    On one of your next posts you could display photos of your apartment for Mo and other out-of-town friends and relatives.

    Dad

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  3. I don't that is a big deal, but asking never hurts. The good thing that did come out of it is how cavalier you were at protecting the counter and if you had the choice to ruin the counter or the placemat, I would go with the placemat. Use that as an argument.

    Mo

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