Jason's got the doors to the fridge open, peering in, moving stuff around looking for something and asking if I bought some 1/2 &1/2 for the coffee. I asked when I was supposed to have done that since I worked 5pm last night until 4am this morning.
He says, "Fi--iiinnne, I guess I'll just do it myself later"
I say, "can you think of something for dinner and cook it too?"
He says, "No problem, some people can organize their time more efficiently"
I say, "because you're Superman?"
He says, without missing a beat (how does he do that!?) "no, I just look like superman"
On the floor laughing
the look on his face pretty much said, I shouldn't have been laughing THAT hard.