dude, i married mike brady

That's the thought I had last night as I was rolling up house plans in an effort to clean before my in-laws show up. I married an architect. On the up side, he wasn't a widower with 3 boys of his own, but still, I married an architect. Now if only I could get Alice to stop dallying with Sam the butcher long enough to come over and do the laundry and make supper...