I'd like to think that I am getting wiser and not just older, but then I say or do things that prove otherwise. For example, after being married a while, you'd assume I have gotten better at bringing up delicate subjects with the Missus. You'd be wrong. For example, take maybe casually suggesting there’s a slight chance that it might possibly be a good idea to take a Midol.
I know. Not such a brilliant move, right? This was very early on in our marriage and ten years later she's gotten over it. Sort of. We have an agreement in place now that I can very sweetly ask (in an apologetic whisper) if a "W Pill" would make her feel better. This works fairly well. Where did the "W" come from? Well, if you turn an "M" upside down it becomes a "W". Apparently this is a much less offensive letter of the alphabet.
In any event, to make sure I don't repeat this husband blunder, I have labeled the
Midol "W Pill" bottle to serve as a reminder (and a warning) against ever saying "Midol" again. Cringe.