Bragging Rights

I have some bragging rights today. Here I am blogging and my husband, well he's cleaning the kitchen floor, and not just mopping but on hands and knees scrubbing with a rag. If you know anything about my floor you know that it is quite a task to take on. Then to add delicious toppings to the already wonderful sundae he goes and gets steel wool to clean my spilled-on-one-to-many-times stove trays and stove top. He's scrubbing the cupboards, the refrigerator, underneath my shelving and doing all this while singing to his iPod. He's so particular to detail that I know he is doing a better job than I would. And whats makes this scene better is that I didn't ask him to do one of these things.