Shortly after my wife and I arose this morning--and after a few minutes of hugging and snuggling--I announced that I would really like to continue; but I had probably better shave and shower, in order to get to Hardee's before 11:00 AM (when they quit serving breakfast).

She responded that I love Hardee's more than I love her.

I replied that that is true; but that she should still be proud that she comes in a strong second.

Perhaps, I suggested, we could even purchase her a trophy for that.

The locks to the doors on the house have not been changed.

Yet...