This afternoon my husband (Bill) and I were at home having some soup for lunch and I’m afraid I made quite a mess of my placemat.

We were finished eating and I was clearing away the dishes as Bill remained seated.  I could feel his eyes watching me.  After I’d taken the last of the dishes away I picked up my dirty placemat and traded it for his nice clean one.  I could feel Bill’s eyes staring at me as I kept a very straight face.   Then he remarked, “Why did you do that?….I don’t want your dirty old placemat!”

To which I replied, “Well neither do I”