Free haircuts, sprinkler repair, and tuna melts

My wife cuts my hair for me. Every week.

One time our sprinklers were broken-- like really broken, dig up part of the grass type broken-- and I told her that I would look at it when I got home. I didn't get a chance because she already gone to the store, dug up the pipe, fixed the pipe, buried the pipe, and put on new sprinkler heads.

My wife can teach herself how to do anything. Anything except tuna melts. She had never heard of a tuna melt until I told her I liked them. I described them to her, and she has tried to make them for me several times unsuccessfully.

UPDATE

Yesterday three alien tuna melts came out from behind the fridge. Apparently they had been mind control tuna fumes that caused my wife to not be able to make tuna melts right.

So it turns out she can do everything.