There is but one full bath in our house. Which - depending on one's perspective - can be a good thing or a bad thing. Most of the time it's not a big deal...except when two girls and their guys are visiting, or when two of us are vying for the sink at the same time.
On the other hand, given the statistics that spouses speak to each other only 11 minutes a day, a single full bath per household might increase those numbers. Might increase the divorce rate too.
Anyway, today I learned that big time wrestling might have appeared at Bluffton High school some time in the 50s. My husband denies that this is a fictitious account created by either his mother or brother, both of whom have (had) a penchant for "telling" stories.
This discussion began by my husband declaring himself to be Dick the Bruiser. Gotta say my reaction was not very complimentary; in fact, I snorted. Couldn't help myself. He appeared insulted for a moment, but came back to announce that no, in actuality, his hero was Bobo Brazil.
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