I have the projection screen and surround sound going for the game, and for most of the first half, she had the stand mixer going at full blast in the adjacent kitchen.

At halftime, she comes in, and says "hey, can you watch the game in the man cave so I can watch the tony awards?"

Fuck.

And she didn't hesitate to point out that the whole reason she let me have that room and paint it orange and blue was specifically for shit like this.