Standing by the front window waiting for her overdue husband to return from work, she remarked to me, "I think he must be having an affair."
I replied, "You always think the worst. He's probably just had an accident."
A friend and his wife were considering visiting Alaska, a trip the husband had long dreamed of taking. He kept talking about how great it would be to stay in a log cabin without electricity and drive a dog team instead of a car.
"If we decided to live permanently away from civilization, what would you miss the most?" he asked his wife. "You," she said.
While I was shopping with a friend, she announced that she had found the perfect gift for her husband in the soft furnishing department. I saw that it was a cushion with a message embroidered on it that read: "I sometimes wake up grumpy in the morning. Other times I just let him lie."