To which my first reaction is to say, in my best thundering voice, “No wife of mine will be sounding like Jerry Garcia!”. Of course I suppress this urge with practiced aplomb. Six years of marriage and I can pin my tongue between my molars with only a slight grimace.
Anyway, at this point I’m over joyed. I explain that I have a plethora of choices! I run down stairs eager to show that all of the time and the “few dollars here and there” spent on my hobby have not gone to waste.
