The Perfect Gift For The Saint In Your Family

I noticed yesterday that a new hand-towel had appeared in our downstairs loo. (Although I haven't asked yet, I'm pretty sure it was a present and I'm pretty sure I know who gave it.)

Anyhoo, the towel caught my attention because on it are the words "Stop Me From Volunteering AGAIN". I knew immediately that this little joke was aimed at the Missus.

Consider this:

- The Butcher's Wife is O/C the daily routine of our three extremely boisterous and energetic Llama-ettes. She also has direct control of much of the household management work.

- She teaches at the gels' school from nine in the morning until early afternoon (getting home in time to meet the preschool/kindergarten wave of returning kiddies).

- She is active on a number of committees and guilds at our Church.

- She is a long time member of the Junior League.

- She is an active alum of her college and is heavily involved in the school's recruiting program.

- She recently co-hosted the neighborhood Christmas Party (thankfully, not at our house).

- She has just joined another local women's group that does both social and community projects.

- All of this on top of an extremely active social schedule. (It amazes me how many people my wife knows.)

I should also mention that the Missus never does anything half-assed. When she takes on a project or an activity, she typically dials up the afterburners and firewalls it.

I must say that I admire both her energy and her dedication to such worthy causes. Compared to her, I'm a deadbeat slacker and a curmudgeonly recluse. But when she wonders why she's exhausted, I sometimes want to whang her over the head with her planning book. Hell-oooo! Mc-Flyyyyy!

All of this is by way of setting up my comment on the new towel: Heh, indeed.