I sat across the kitchen table from my wife at supper last night. She looked up at me and gave me a piercing look. "Has anyone ever told you that you are a witty, handsome, and intelligent man?" she asked.
I gave her my best lopsided grin. "Why no". I replied.
"Good" she intoned as she scooped up some mashed potatoes, "I do not want you to have any false illusions"