I'm Thinking It's Genetic...

So, my sister-in-law left this comment for me on the previous post:

You know we discuss this over dinner "so how is your brother doing, let's look at the blog" "It's not his blog it's Kelley's blog and it is all made up" This from my husband who has such a thin grasp on reality that he is building a brick pizza /bread oven in the back yard assuming that pizza and homemade bread will come out of it...

Here's what Hubby and I said immediately after reading it:

Me: It is not all made up.

Hubby: He hasn't finished building that damn pizza oven yet? Didn't he start that like two years ago?


For the record. My SIL does actually have a partly, sort-of-finished pizza/bread oven in her backyard that her hubby is building. I don't know whether he truly thinks food will magically appear from it. I do know it's totally something Hubby would do and think, and while I do love him so and mean this in the most loving manner, his own grasp on reality is so thin one could read a newspaper through it, so perhaps it's genetic?

Anyway, let me just say 1. there exists no other person on this planet who understands my life quite the way my sister-in-law does and 2. this is why exactly why God invented wine in a box. Seeing about shipping her some now.



:)


*Disclaimer-Hubby said I needed to add a disclaimer, something about me and being a kettle or pot or something like that. Whatever. No clue what he's talking about.