My husband. Physics major. Software engineer. He’s been inventing things since he was a child, even took over part of the family barn for a workshop.
His mother spent nearly five days telling me how awful he was to live with, how methodical he was. I kept saying “I know.” Now when I tell her that he spent four months making our then 7 year-old nephew a set of woodworking tools from antique stock, she only says, “I told you.” Smart woman.
Years ago we were overseas and had dinner with his boss. They talked a lot of gobbledygook and finally I asked whether this came pre SIT or pre-UAT. His boss’ jaw dropped and he asked if I understood what they were talking about that whole time I’d been ignored at the dinner table. I said, “I only know enough to help my husband get his next job.”
Ah, well, the manners pundits wouldn’t approve but it was apt at the time. Cheers, Dee
Cooking with Dee 