Factoid #8 about Moi:
I do not now, nor have I ever had, the Home Depot gene. I do not care to know that there are 70 different types of washers. Or that not all of them come with a Maytag repair man. And if my toilet breaks, I want some other poor bastard to fix/un-plug it instead of me (who has discovered that cat litter + toilet = emergency maintenance phone call). I do not care to paint, spackle or grout my way across one side of a room to the other. I bring this up because my entire family apparently has this gene.... and it appears to be a DOMINATE gene.
My parents were in town for three weeks. I saw them for ~maybe~ a grand total of 6 days since they spent the rest of the time playing day-laborer over at my sister's house. Which is cool because sisss-tohhrrr got a big ol' house for a steal and it is awesome!! Side note on the house: The previous owner is now on a long vacation courtesy of the Department of Corrections for trying to off the husband in the house. Apparently when my sister tells you she got a killer house... she really means it. And the irony of the whole thing is that the block on which the house is located is LOADED with all sorts of law enforcement officers. Seriously, you got more people with badges and guns on that block than strippers at the AVN conference in Vegas. (AVN? You'll have to look that one up yourself ~ sorry.) Anyway, now she and Hubby are busy doing their version of "Design on a Dime" and back to my point.
I was seriously screwed out on the Home Depot gene. My dad is an architect and works on construction sites where he supervises people building things for a living. Da Mamma (and hubby) just build their own version of the backyard "Taj Mahal". So you would think, totally basing this on Dominate-Recessive Gene science, that I would at least know that a screwdriver isn't just for Happy Hour. Don't ask me how this gene skipped me, but it did. I was starting to feel a little left out until I found out that Michael Kors doesn't design tool belts and that Martha Stewart has "little" people to do the "dirty" work. Seriously? Do you think that bitch ever really scraped paint off a wall? Yeah, I don't think so. Now I don't feel so bad. :-)