Unexpectedly Politicized

One of the reasons I’m so into my husband is that when he opens his mouth, I never know what’s going to come out.

I finished putting Klara to bed, went downstairs, and discovered N doing the dishes.

“How much are we going to donate to the Trump campaign?” he said when he saw me. To give a useful analogy, this is the equivalent of me saying “so when are we buying Superbowl tickets?” Nobody suspects me of knowing what the Superbowl is and whether it’s accessed by way of a ticket purchase.

Turns out he watched the Heather MacDonald video I posted yesterday.