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I have the most wonderful husband.  He does all the cooking, grocery shopping, laundry, takes the kids to appointments, goes on field trips and soooooooooooo much more.  But unfortunately, he has the most annoying habit.

He can go days without having a conversation with me.  The minute I get on the phone or the computer or start reading a book, he wants to talk.  And talk he does.  About anything and everything.  And nothing I want to hear about.  If I ask about how the kids did, he will say ok.  If I ask what's for dinner, he will explain in great detail how he was searching the internet for a pie recipe and came across this recipe for a casserole.  He then relays the step by step instruction on how to prepare it.

He is aware of this problem.  He even suggested that I blog about it.  Thinks it might help.

So here I am blogging about his problem and he walks up and gives me step by step instructions on how to get to downtown Pittsburgh.  I am not going to downtown Pittsburgh.  He is.  Tomorrow.

I love him, so I listen.
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