G spent the day putting the metal roof on the girls' clubhouse. When I went outside to check for any last minute requests before heading into town, imagine my shock and horror to hear my usually classic rock/alternative music-listening husband jamming to some easy listening. He heard me snickering and defended his choice, saying it was relaxing. Oh my.
A few minutes later when I got to the marina and into my car, I turned the ignition and was subjected to an instrumental medley from "Camelot." He was actually driving around yesterday doing his errands with this station on. The poor guy has truly lost his mind.