Office phone rings. Could it be Dad again? He's home taking care of my sick daughter and negotiating the situation following this weekend's powder adventure of having only one ski. No, it's Husband.
Me: I thought you were my dad. He's been calling a lot. He's down at California Ski right now.
Husband: I know.
Me: You do?
Husband: Yes, I do. I talked to him.
Me: He called you too?
Husband: No, not exactly.
Me: Wait a minute. You're at California Ski, aren't you??
Husband: Gotta go. Very busy!
Me: WAAAAIIIT! What are you doing there???
Husband: The president is going to give me a tax refund. And I'm spending it on skis.
To stimulate the economy, I assume. Damn thoughtful of him.