When my husband brought in the mail recently and laid it on the kitchen table, I noticed the title of an article on the cover of our TIME magazine. “Monogramming is over,” it read.
“I can’t believe monogramming is now passé. Who makes those decisions?” I said, pointing to the cover. “What am I supposed to do with all of your monogrammed L.L. Bean shirts? Now, when you wear them to work, people will think you aren’t up on the latest fashion trends.”
My husband tried to break in, but I wasn’t done.
“That reflects poorly on me. Everyone knows I pick out your clothes. They’ll think I’m a bad wife.”
“Are you done ranting?” hubby asked. He pointed to the article. “Monogamy is over. Not monogramming.”
“Oh.” I’m not a bad wife. Just a bad reader.