On the way into work this morning my wife, the noted web fairy, picked up her coffee and wiped the bottom of the cup across my trouser leg. I glanced at her with that curious look one gets when the unusual occurs. She glanced back at me and smiled I started laughing after asking:
“Is that all I am to you; a tea towel?”
“Well you would not want me to spill coffee on me, would you?”
I knew then that I had married the right woman. I laughed and chuckled all the way back home after dropping her off. Does this mean she has found another use for me aside from toast rack and something to warm her perpetually cold feet on? Is it a promotion?