Happy to Have Complimentary Skills

Men and women are different in some areas and that's okay.

Forty-some years together, Milady and I are pretty happy to have complimentary skills.

I can better decipher a map and program a computer and fix a dripping sink, and other such rudimentary tasks - that she could probably handle okay with a few tries and enough time, but is happy to let me do guy things.

But even though I am okay as a cook, given known ingredients, I am in awe of how she can look in the kitchen, and where I see nothing to eat, she can easily manufacture a grand multi-course meal.