Christmas Wife-O-Meter

The Romo shirt is not that easy to come by, considering two months ago no one knew Romo existed, and my wife is an Eagles fan who had to venture into alien territory to acquire this item.

The tickets are to see Paul Cebar and the Milwaukeeans who, in case you are not familiar with them, are to music what the sun is to round yellow objects.

So, once again, we have proof that I married up in a huge way, and get better domestic treatment than I could have deserved in 10 lifetimes. (That is, assuming we are still speaking to each after this evening.)