Dh is hard at work putting up horse fence. he asked me if I could replace the sod he had lifted around the fence posts. he ahd asked me to do this before, and i obliged, but didn't do it good enough for him... (ahem) . He asked me to do it again today, and i politely told him that I wouldn't do it right anyways. He goes on a rant about having to do all this work himself--yeah right!!! (is that why I have bisters?) I went on to tell him that I had to massage a rubber egg out of a hen today. He says--okay--I'll do this if you never ask me to do THAT or clean the horses sheaths. Deal!