Luckiest girl around, I think

Tonight I'm in charge of dinner. This is a rare thing as Ray always cooks the evening meal, but since he's sick, I'm head chef for the night. If I'm in charge of any meal, it's usually breakfast, as I make some mean pancakes, popovers and biscuits. Anyway, I haven't cooked dinner in so long I have no idea how to get started. It's as if I've never cooked dinner before, yet I used to do it all the time. What the heck did I used to make? Was I any good at it? I think we'll be having blueberry pancakes and scrambled eggs with ham for dinner. Ooooeee!

I had another traditional gender-role reversal moment yesterday. We stopped by the grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner and the week. I ended up following Ray around the store, and since I was in the way, he sent me to go pick up paper towels and toilet paper. I was just like those older men you see sometimes...following their woman around, clueless, unhelpful. How did I become an older man?

I often feel a bit out of place when chatting with girlfriends about their spousal units:

"Gawd, he always buys the wrong thing when I send him to the store, or he forgets what I've asked for completely!"

"He leaves his crap everywhere...what am I, the maid?"

"He always says he'll be home about an hour before he actually shows up..."

I just keep quiet, hoping to not incur the wrath of some legitimately frustrated women. And after all, I do have my important contributions to the household (weeding, organizing, kitchen sanitation, etc.), not to mention the pancakes!