Jeff would like me to add the last, exemplary unfortunate moment of last night (which happened way, way after I wrote that post):
UNFORTUNATELY, while cleaning the pots and pans from the giant mess that I managed to make, a large, blue pyrex bowl fell and smashed (I mean, SMASHED) into only about a bajillion pieces and managed to slice two of Jeff's fingers open, thus causing us to be in the emergency room from approximately 10:30 to 2:00 AM last night getting them stitched back up.
(Fortunately, the hospital is only 10 blocks away from our apartment.)
(He is A-OK. I promise.)