The Good Husband

I just got back from the grocery store and behind me in line was a man in his pajamas. He was carrying a half-gallon of ice cream and two packages of chocolate ice cream bars. As I left the checkstand with my groceries, lettuce and ice cream, I heard him say to the checker, "The wife made me get out of bed for ice cream." What a relief. I was a little nervous about shopping so late anyway and standing in line next to a man dressed for bed didn't help matters any. What a pleasure it is to see a well-trained husband.