The difference between me and my husband:
I walk in the door.
Husband: Where do you stand on the debate?
I turn to hang up my coat and the following runs through my head: Debate? Which one is tonight? Wait, you know I haven't been watching the debates? It's such a friggin' circus. Alright, I know I should be watching. I'm an educated person and I'm supposed be engaged, but I can't, I just can't even this year.
I turn back around.
Husband: Flat or puffy cookies? So-and-so are arguing about it on Facebook.
Me: Oh...flatter and more chewy.
He nods in agreement. We're good.