sometimes parenting can make you feel just a little crazy

subtle differences

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.