Anyone that knows Tim will know that he’s a walking encyclopedia. He has so much crap in his head. He remembers everything, unless of course it’s me telling him it’s bin night, or could you pleeease put your clothes IN the basket and not NEXT to the basket….or….and…if…

You can talk to Tim about anything. It could be the most out there thing, something that most people know nothing about…and he’ll have something to tell you about it.

That’s really frustrating for me sometimes. It doesn’t matter what I know about something, chances are good that Tim know’s more. Chances are that I’m telling the story wrong in the first place, and Tim can correct me.

But the other day, finally, after six years of marriage…I knew something that he didn’t. And what a lovely change it was to feel like the brains and not just the pretty face! It also prooves that I wasn’t drunk or asleep through every single chemistry class I ever had during year twelve. I was able to tell Tim that the “half life” of radioactive waste, is the time that it takes for HALF of the original substance to break down.

I had to write it here so that I would remember it has happened once. No doubt it will take another six years of living together for me to find something Tim doesn’t know.