Beer

It's official: My life revolves around beer.
I bought Jeff a beer-making kit for his birthday. Big mistake. Big. I abhor the substance but Jeff drinks it daily. Can't live without his liquid bread, he says. Well, now he can't go to bed without checking in on his 5-gallon recepticle of homemade ale. Last night I wanted to crank down the heat in our home and just use a space heater in our bedroom to keep warm. It's cost-effective. "We can't!" protested Jeff. "The beer needs to ferment at a warm temperature."
It's the first thing he checks on before he greets his wife upon his return home from work. Tonight, HE EVEN WRAPPED A BLANKET AROUND THE BEER CONTAINER! He's never even done that for me! :)
He checks its bubbling levels several times a day...I just can't wait 'till it's bottled so I can get my husband's attention back!