I don't really realize it, but I have my way of doing things (the female, correct way) and K has his way (the male, incorrect way). It's not like we sit around and discuss how we do certain things; it just pops up in every day life. Like today...
K slept most of the morning (as he has since we temporarily adopted Dakota, his family dog -- a 6-year old chocolate lab) while I cleaned and just took care of some weekend chores. He finally woke up around noon and we discussed cooking something for brunch. He was going to stretch out on a culinary limb and make Ramen noodles. (I know this is like a poor person delicatessen, but I seriously love everything about Ramen. It's delicious. And, we're poor.) I asked K if he could make me a half-peanut butter sandwich as well. (Ok, originally I asked for a half-peanut butter and honey sammy, but we're out of honey. And we're poor.) So he proceeds to hand me this:
Seriously.
I ask him what this is. He tells me it's a "peanut butter taco." Seriously.
I get to thinking about the difference between guys and girls. My first though when making that sandwich would have been to cut the bread in half. Literally my first step. But his wasn't. It was to take the bread and spread peanut butter on it and fold it in half. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that. It's just funny how the two of us think differently about simple things.
What do you do differently than other people?
