After yesterday's rashout, I've been put on a full TIMEOUT. Or as Tim calls it, the Husband Card. We each get a card, and spend them wisely.
For me, it means no baking, even though I'm itchin' to make allergy-friendly cupcakes and lemon squares.
Meanwhile, Tim just came outside to check on me and said, "I'm in my underwear," Then he farted and raised his arms in victory, before leaving. Turns out, we're in matching Captain America shirts too. Only I'm not sporting a free Willy.