It was probably about ten years ago that as a surprise for his wife, a man bought a bouquet of small roses from a street vendor. Wishing to make something out of his gift, he went to the front door and rang the bell. When his wife opened the door, he was standing there with a great big (she says it was "idiotic") smile. In his hands he proudly presented the roses. Without taking time to think she blurted out, “Listen, hubbie, the baby has a touchy stomach; the washing machine is broken, and your son got into a fight with another boy at school today. And now, you've really made my day perfect by coming home drunk." You see, she knew that all of us are guilty of something.
