Communication and relationships and laundry

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Funny story. Well, it might not be funny, but I'm in it so it's a chance for self deprecation. Anyways..

For *years* my wife would occasionally comment to me when I'm doing the laundry to make sure I empty the lint trap on the dryer. Simple enough. I've always (99.9% certainty) emptied it, it's just part of my standard routine when I'm doing the laundry. But my wife always seemed to not believe me. This goes on for about fifteen years - "hey, don't forget to empty the lint trap!" "Yep, I always do." "Not always, and remember [woman we bought house from]'s sister." "I'm pretty certain I do, though I might miss it occasionally." "Yeah.. ok."

This one time, fifteen-ish years into our marriage, fifteen-ish years into living where we had our own washer & dryer, she was upset or anxious about something, or in a hurry, or whatever, but she pushed the point further. "Don't forget to empty the lint trap." "Yep, I always do." "No, you don't!" *confused* "Huh.. I do, it's part of my standard process when I'm doing the laundry." "No, you don't!" "I'm sorry but I do it pretty much almost every time." "So why do I find lint in the trap every time I go to put on the laundry?!?" You can see where this is going.

It turned out that we were both correct. The thing was that I had been emptying the lint trap before turning on a new load in the dryer, whereas she always emptied it before taking out the clothes from the dryer. This meant that if she went to do laundry and I had been the last person to take clothes out of the dryer she would find the lint trap full of lint because I hadn't emptied it *yet* - I wasn't going to empty it until I needed to turn on the dryer again. As I've almost always been the one to do laundry, any time she did it the lint trap would almost always be full, so to her it seemed I was never emptying it.

Oh, and I ended up changing my routine to empty it before taking out the dry clothes, matching her routine, as it solved the occasional problem of the lint getting pulled out by the dry clothes and making a mess.

Netflix recommendations are confusing

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Netflix saw that I liked Hellboy 2 so recommended Sin City, Full Metal Alchemist and.. Chicken Run? It's the best of the three recommendations, but that's beside the point - how do you get from Hellboy 2 to Chicken Run? Never mind Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay.

Review: Buster's Bistro Belgian pub / restaurant

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(also posted on Yelp)

My family and I went here for a weekend lunch. The best chicken curry and chips (fries) I've had in twenty years, and a serious contender for the best I've ever had. Simply sublime. Alongside that, their selection of drinks is outstanding with lots of tasty European ciders 'n things, their "plain" food advertised as "children's food" like cheeseburgers and chicken tenders were really good, and their shawarma was also delicious. It has jumped to the top of our favorite places in the Sanford / Lake Mary area to go for a sit down meal.

https://www.bustersbistro.com

What type of scones would you like?

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A conversation I had with my wife not fifteen minutes ago.

Awesomewife: What type of scones would you like, fresh blueberries or mixed dried fruit?

Me: I don't know, you're asking me to choose between two of my favorite foods. Ok, blindfold me and I'll pick.

Ok. Right, now pick one of these.

But I can't see where they are to pick from.

They're in my hands, so pick one of them.

But I can't find your hands. I know what - flip a coin.

Ok, do you want heads or tails?

I don't know! Roll a D-20.

Ok, you rolled a 17. Accounting for your zero bonus for having an average intelligence, you won the roll. So, which one do you want?

I don't know...

We're staying for Hurricane Irma

Hurricane Irma prep for our back porch

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Today I spent hours cutting up 6'-by-8' wooden fences to make them fit and then set them up to cover the 4' tall windows on our back porch; with the wind expected to hit our house from that direction, those single-paned windows were the house's main structural weakness. Meanwhile Jen and the kids got a bunch of things ready indoors.
It's also worth noting that we have a cement brick house with almost all of the main windows rated to be able to cope with hurricane-force winds. Oh, and the roof was replaced this past March. So the house is in good shape.


With (Hurricane) Irma threatening a visit, we were looking all week trying to work out what to do. Should we bail at the first sign of it heading inland, or just hold on and wait through it?
We decided to wait until this evening if we were going to bail; with South Florida doing an official evacuation I was already hearing on Tuesday from coworkers in Atlanta that hotels were filling up. By the time we decided a hotel room might be worthwhile the closest we could find to accept us (with our pets) was in Virginia, 750 miles away; this would be 750 miles of bumper-to-bumper traffic which would balloon its normal 12 hour drive into 20 or 24 hours. At night. With two adults, three kids, three cats and a dog. This meant just running to a hotel wasn't such an easy decision.
Anyway, on Thursday evening the 5pm weather update suggested 90mph winds with gusts to 115mph because the eye was estimated to walk right over us. This obviously scared us quite a bit. But we didn't want to panic, especially when the alternative was the possible 24 hour, 750 mile drive.
The 11pm weather update had the storm starting to move west, which would save us from the full strength of the storm, and then this morning (Friday) the estimates put the eye fifty-ish miles west, leaving us with bare tropical storm winds.
So we're staying. We have a load of supplies, a BBQ grill to cook food if we loose power (which we expect to) and plenty of water. And a bunch of books to read. We'll be fine.

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