So…there are times that I am…umm…unobservant. My husband could tell several stories that go something like this: I get home from somewhere. Husband: What do you think?! Me: What do I think about what? Husband: The yard? Me: (Straining to look out the window to figure out what on earth he’s talking about) You mowed … More Tap-tap. Is. This. Thing. On.