"Sorry, Babe.  I know you hold 17 degrees in architecture and engineering, but don't you think because of your feminine genius you'd might be more suited to selecting tiles, choosing wallpaper and shades of paint?  Don't be disappointed; your grandchildren may be capable of constructing an estimable chicken coop after college.  You've endured 2000 years under righteous male domination, surely a few more can't hurt.  NOw, stop acting like a spoiled child stop reminding me your name isn't Shirley and make me an all-beef  Sammich with onions and man peppers."