He told me to wait until the storm was at its height before shaving the cat. I've forgotten the rest of the ceremony. It doesn't matter.
As hard as it is to believe, my husband can cook, but he can only cook stuff on a barbecue because 'He can't tell when it's done' if he tries to use the stove. And the key to our barbecue cover got lost somewhere, so now I have to break the lock off or cut the cover.