It was time to clean up the Thanksgiving dinner table.  The conversation went as follows...

Peter:  "What should I do with these rolls?"
Me:     "Put them in a ziplock bag."
Peter:  "I think I can just put this towel over them and leave them in the basket."
Me:      "No, you can't.  They will get stale.  Put them in a ziplock bag."
Peter:    "I don't think we have ziplock bags."
                 (Side note - he has never bought a box of zip lock bags in his entire life)
                 He then flipped the towel back and forth over the rolls several times.
ME:      "YES WE DO.  That's why I told you to put them IN a zip lock bag when you ASKED me      what to do with them."  ( Yes, I'm getting agitated at this point.)
Peter:   "Yeah, I think I can just put this towel over them and put them in the fridge.  Wait, is that stupid?"
Me:      "YES!!! It is stupid!  Put them in the #$@%^&# zip lock bag."
Peter:    Opens cabinet and stares directly at the box of zip lock bags and says, "Yeah, I don't think we have any zip lock bags."
Me:     Forcefully marches over to cabinet and pulls out box of zip lock bags.  They have been on the same shelf in the same cabinet for at least 5 years.  "Here are the bags."
Peter:   "Huh."

So there you go. 

My husband Peter, who is very good at many things, is quite stupid when it comes to day-to-day activities.  He asks me ridiculous questions ALL DAY.  Sometimes he asks the same question over and over.  In an effort to get him to mend his ways, I will be blogging all of his stupid questions.

Let's begin:

2:05     Lizzie leaves the house and says good bye to everyone, including Peter.  He wishes her well and says good bye and Happy Thanksgiving to her.

2:10     Peter:  "Where is Lizzie?"
            Me:      "She left 5 minutes ago."
            Peter:  "What?"
            Me:      "She's gone.  She went home for Thanksgiving dinner with her family."
            Peter:    "Huh?"
            Me:       "Never mind.  This is going on the blog."


3:00  Peter:  "What time are you leaving for the movie?"
          Me:     "3:30" (Side note - we have been talking about what time to leave for the movie all day)
         Peter:   "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
         Me:      "Yes.  That's why I said 3:30."
         Peter:   "Are you sure?"
         Me:      "Yes.  That's why I said Yes the last time you asked me."
         Peter:    "Do you think you should leave earlier?"
         Me:       "No.  And I'm not going to answer this question again."
         Peter:    "So what time are you guys going to leave?"
         Me:       "I'm going to the blog."